He came back...from a far away land..and is now singing in the hedgerow..
The Robin who visits me in Winter is not the same as in Summer..he flies all the way over from Scandinavia..to the Hilltop!!!
I find this to be miraculous....
“...a new day was starting, the things of the garden were not concerned with our troubles. A blackbird ran across the rose-garden to the lawns in swift, short rushes, stopping now and again to stab at the earth with his yellow beak. A thrush, too, went about his business, and two stout, little wagtails, following one another, and a little cluster of twittering sparrows. A gull poised himself high in the air, silent and alone, and then spread his wings wide and swooped beyond the lawns to the woods and the Happy Valley. These things continued, our worries and anxieties had no power to alter them.” ― Daphne du Maurier,
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Ahhhh....(as I let out a sigh of joy)...
Well, what can I say, but that I see your vision, I hear your message because I know it too. Every summer, "Mrs. ROBINson" makes her way back to Rabbit Hill, makes her nest, raises her babies, and scolds us every time we pass near her nest (which she has conveniently made above our arbor that we pass through!) - for years, I know it's not the same robin, but I still call her by name, and we "converse."
The poem is stunning. Ruben just wrote a sweet poem about the little wren from this past summer in our garden. She was sweet as can be. Imagine dearest, to feed the birds from your hand? I will never forget a moment two summers ago when we were leaving the house for a walk. A sparrow flew into Ruben's chest, wanting to come into the house! He held it in his hand for a few seconds of ultimate joy and connection to nature.
Enjoy the day and the animal antics today on The Hilltop....
ik ben dol op ze! ik vind hun liedjes zooo prachtig...
Wat heb je weer mooie plaatjes voor ons gevonden! grtjes Fleur
so sweet ... reminds me of my lil friend Pinky ... it's a chickadee ... has been visiting for 3 years now ... sitting on my hand when I call him ... wish I could send you a picture somehow, D ... you would love it ... Love, cat.
Ja wat zijn ze toch mooi !. Wanneer ik aan het rommelen ben in de bostuin komt er altijd wel eentje vlak bij mij zitten. ze zijn gek op oorwurmen ...
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