Yesterday, we were sitting in the great room, when Dear Husband asked, “Is that a robin?”
I swiveled around and searched the branches of the trees to the west of the house. It took me a while, but finally I saw the bird he was looking at. I waited a moment, and when the bird turned a bit, I saw the red breast. “YES!!! It’s a robin!”
I watched for a bit, and realized there was another. “We have TWO…..wait….THREE…..NO!! FOUR!!!” Actually we had six or seven robins sitting up in the branches, sunning themselves on a cold February Sunday.
It’s easily a month early for these birds to be returning. The ground is still frozen, and the worms are hibernating. Warmer weather is on it’s way, but yesterday was quite frigid, and not the weather they are used to.
I’d like for them to stick around, but only if it means that Spring is coming early. Otherwise, maybe we should shoo them southward, so that they stay warm and healthy.
Welcome back, robins…..but only if you’re sure this is the right time.