A robin greeting

Morning, sunshine, cold...

I was sitting with a cup of strong, hot tea, enjoying the morning. Chirp! chirp! robins calling. I looked out to see a tree full of birds, sitting, flying. On the off chance that these cheerful birds might consent to pose for me, I threw a coat over my bathrobe, a hat over my sleep-mussed hair, a long lens on my camera, and I quietly walked out of the house.

The robins stayed high in the trees, sitting for a short amount of time, chirping, then flying. What a nice way to greet the day!