Monday, June 30, 2008


There is this bird that has been scolding me in my garden all week. Whenever I show up, it flits from one garden support to another whining at me. "You talkin' to me?", I ask? It is pretty clear I am the one he is after. This time of year, with young in the nests, it is all about territoriality. Apparently my garden belongs to him for now.

So it was with some satisfaction that I saw my little friend displaced from his spot at the birdbath yesterday by a big, fat robin.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Dear Leslie,
Thank you for posting this bird story and photo. It keeps coming back to my mind. Sometimes it feels so very simple, other times so very complicated. Love, your fan, mbk