I do try to keep the photographs that appear here as natural as possible but admit that in the winter I always carry a small bag of bird seed in my pocket to coax birds out into the open for a photo. The Robins at the reservoirs are particularly tame when food is involved, indeed this one had been eating from my hand a few seconds earlier. Of course my hand is too close to me to get a photo and what it really liked best was perching on my tripod trolley. Ah well, serves me right.
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Oh that is just so beautiful, I can't stop looking at it. Thanks Nic, it's 'made my day'.
oh, I do love the roundness of the wintry robin! He looks like he's been feeding well 🙂
Wonderful photo! I always feel that my day is somehow incomplete if I don't see, and hear, a robin!
I've found robins to be so bold during the very cold weather. There is one waiting each morning for me to feed the hens.
He looks like a cartoon bird, so round! (Is it a "he"?)
Mary de B male and female robins look the same, and both sing, so there's no way of telling! They're generally called 'he' rather than 'she' which does seem rather unfair I must admit.
Thanks, I didn't know that. They are very different from our North American robins!
I love the medieval way that birds have names – Robin Redbreast, Jenny Wren, Dickie Bird, and you know it's been that way for hundreds of years
Oo-er – what happened there?
But as I was saying, it's as if there's a deep seated connection between men and birds
A bird in the hand…would have been precious, but a bird on a tripod holder is very sweet indeed! What a cute little fluffball.
Thanks all, glad you liked this one.
Yes Mary US Robins are very different. They were named as Robins by early settlers who, noting their red breasts thought they must be a different variety of the same family……but they're actually of the Blackbird and Thrush family!