"Tell me again.  Why didn't I fly south?"

"Tell me again. Why didn't I fly south?"

It’s a robin.  All winter, it’s been perched in the flowering crab apple tree (I think that’s what it is) in the backyard. 

I assume it’s been munching the berries left over from last season.   But I don’t understand why this particular bird has chosen to winter in Connecticut while its brothers and sisters took wing for warmer climes.  What could it be thinking?  Does it think?

It seems quite content to spend day after day, all by itself, on one branch or another of that tree.  If disturbed by another living creature, it simply flies to a tree (the same tree, time after time) in the nearby woods until it decides it is safe to return.

I’m fascinated by this bird, because a robin is, after all, a harbinger of spring.  But in the dead of winter?  I thought perhaps this bird was a rebel among robins.

And then, I discovered the truth about robins.


About Gerry

I've been covering Connecticut news and sports since 1974. I know, I don't look that old.
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2 Responses to THE BIRD IN MY TREE

  1. Graham says:

    That’s one smart robin. In today’s world of bad news all the time about one thing or another, he or she, sits quietly, obviously contented, waiting for the others to return. Food is nearby, and the robin is just as happy watching you, while you watch it. Almost wonder if you two aren’t bonding on some level.
    I wouldn’t mind sitting right next to my food all day enjoying the sun and not worrying about anything. Like I said, that’s one smart robin.

  2. Gerry says:

    I like your perspective, Graham.

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