This young robin assisted me while I was gardening by encouraging me to turn more soil for his benefit. He was mostly within arm- or foot-length, and when we got tangled he flew to the edge of the garden rubbish bag. It was there that noticed the intricacy of his feathers, and so I took advantage of a bird’s eye view, so to speak. Click an image twice for a full-scale close-up.
Lovely photos, RH. The Robins are the most delight- and cheerful companions in the garden. 🙂 Wonderful post!
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Thanks Dina. And it’s easy to forget how varied and intricate their spring song is – though they do tend to belt it out! RH
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Beautiful photographs. I have found that the robins in the U.K. are much more into gardening with humans than the robins over here. Amelia
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I was amazed by the intricacy of the feathers when I zoomed on computer. I’d never really thought about their feathers before. And their gardening? Maybe because they are frenchly standoffish. Or they’d much prefer to be called robin than rouge-gorge?
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Birds do benefit from being seen close-up to see their feathers and colours properly.
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