"I heard the sweet voice of a robin,
High up in the maple tree,
Joyously, singing his happy song
To his feathered mate, in glee!
If we could be like this tiny bird,
Just living from day to day,
Holding no bitterness in our hearts
For those we meet on our way."
- Gertrude Tooley Buckingham, "Heaven on Earth" (1940s) -
R is for Robins
What could be more magical than listening to a robin singing a beautiful tune as the sun sets? And what could be more exciting than spotting these birds in your backyard in late February or early March (a joyous reminder that spring is just around the corner)?
These precious birds are dearly missed this time of year as they make their way south. I look forward to their return in the spring.
Have a lovely day, everyone.