Robins

Robin red breast

For the past few weeks, every time I pop into the garden, there appears two Robins watching my every move. They wait for me to fill up the bird bath, watching me from the apple tree, or peeking through the ivy. Last year they built a nest in the ivy and laid 4 eggs, unfortunately the eggs didn’t hatch. I cleared up the bird box and I’m hoping that next year they will build their nest there again and be more successful.

Robin nest – this fits into the palm of my hand. It is made with moss, horse and cat hair/fur, an odd bit of coloured wool amongst other items.

Little Robin Redbreast sat upon a tree,

Up went Pussy-cat, and down went he;

Down came Pussy-cat, and away Robin ran;

Says little Robin Redbreast, “Catch me if you can.”

Little Robin Redbreast flew upon a wall,

Pussy-cat jumped after him, and almost got a fall;

Little Robin chirp’d and sang, and what did Kitty say?

Pussy-cat said “Mew,” and Robin flew away.

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