I am feeling the frenetic insistence of spring. There is a robin that keeps flying into the closed kitchen window. It bounces off, looks dazed, hops back up to the porch railing and stares at me. It has been coming back for days. Likely there is some disorienting trick of the light that keeps this bird returning and hitting its head against the glass.
Poor robin! I hope he gives up. You can hang a ribbon or something else in that window for a bit and it might keep him from diving into it. There are so many things Iβd love to learn with you!
learning together in the newness of spring
Poor robin! I hope he gives up. You can hang a ribbon or something else in that window for a bit and it might keep him from diving into it. There are so many things Iβd love to learn with you!
Open the window. He wonβt fly in and he might avoid a birdy concussion. π