It sat in my hand and belted out a tune

The first time I noticed it was when I was walking the dogs. It tracked me as I followed the hedge line to the woods.  I didn’t stop and talk to it because I didn’t want to scare it.

Each day I began to look out for it and when it didn’t show up some days I was disappointed.  Then one day I decided to take some food with me to see if it would come closer. 

Gradually it got bolder and bolder until one day, when I reached into my pocket to get the bag of crumbled fat balls and mealworm, it fluttered right in front of my face as if to say “hurry up, can’t you see I’m hungry!” If you haven’t guessed it already, I’m talking about a robin!

I put the bird food on the top of a post and the robin came straight over and gobbled up it’s little treat.  It wasn’t at all concerned about my two dogs hanging around.

Each day the robin would look out for me and some days when it didn’t appear immediately, I whistled for it and couldn’t believe it when it came flying over!  On one particularly windy day the food I put on the post blew away before the robin had a chance to tuck in so I took some more out of the bag and that’s when it landed right on the tip of my finger!  It pecked up some food and then it burst into birdsong

It went through the whole repertoire right there on my hand, looking directly at me.  I could feel it’s tiny and delicate claws gripping my finger.   It was simply incredible!

Three years later the robin still comes for a snack but usually only in the Winter months when “live” food is more scarce.

I count myself lucky that I get to experience nature at it’s best.  This little birdie trusts me and I will not let it down.

Trust happens to be one of the highest values I hold dear.  If there is no trust, there is no relationship, simple as that. What values do you hold dear?

If you want to see a picture of my robin, look below

All the best

Julie

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