Sitting by our little pool and fountain early
this morn . . . I was visited by our fave
robin whose been coming for about three
years now. Most robins live around a year,
some several years. Ours, as we like to call
him, is at least three. He flew down into the
pool and drank copiously, about five feet
from me. And then, for the first time, a
female joined him. Looks like we were
grandfathered into an already established
relationship as she flew right to the pool
as well.
We are ever so lucky with our birds. We
have a few pots of flowers sitting around
outside. The hummingbirds like to zoom
in on the Monarda Balmy Rose for starters.
From there, they hit my Mexican Day of the
Dead Marigolds, and finally up to the purple
thistle for dessert. Interestingly enough,
they also drink from the edge of the pond,
but they don't light.
In the back yard, we have all manner of
birds enjoying the ground. They are all
a blessing and I so love watching them.
Me thinks they are the greatest treasure
the dinos of yesteryear ever left us.
love our feathered friends
of birds and beauty i sing
may they live most long
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