Round Robin

Bobbin

Here is Bobbin, the Smallest Smallholding’s resident Robin. He was born this year (we met when he was just a wee speckled fledgeling) and proceeded to spend most of the summer flitting about in the hedges, waiting to nick any of the tasty treats I left out for the hens – cheese, sunflower hearts and other Birdy Fast Food fancies.

Bobbin Robin

I took this picture a couple of days ago. He flitted onto BunBun towers and stomped at me, dancing about a mere foot or so away, before taking flight and landing on the remnants of the old compost heap. He then did another tapdance over the heap, so I obliged him by picking up my fork and turning over a few mounds of compost. Bobbin was obviously delighted because he zoomed straight down to sample the fresh pickings. Clever bird, he knows how to work his charm on me. He was also perfectly willing to pose, sticking around as I dashed inside to grab the camera.

Bobbin Again

Robins are notoriously territorial, and I’ve no doubt that Bobbin has staked his claim on the Smallest Smallholding. I refer to Bobbin as a ‘him’, but actually there’s no way of telling whether he’s a he or a she. Male and female adult robins are identical, and both sing. Interestingly though, males will be far more prolific and boisterous with their ‘spring’ singing, which can actually start in Mid-December. I think I’m also right in saying that Robins will go as far as to chuck other birds out of their nests – but that’s nature for you, fantastic and fearsome and all the shades of grey inbetween. Bobbin is actually pretty good with the other sparrows that hang about, he’s not particularly possessive over the tray feeder and seems happy enough to take turns.

Comments

  1. Lovely photos. We have a pair of Robin’s who come to visit. We’ve named them ‘Little and Large’ as one is quite trim and the other is a little plumper. I don’t know why they like our garden as it is in a terrible state!

  2. Beautiful photos Lucy! I love it when there’s a Robin hanging around watching me garden. And in the Autumn and Winter they do that gentle thoughtly winter singing thatsounds far away even when they’re only a few feet from you in a bush.

    I read once that they are woodland birds that followed herds of wild boar through the forest to find food where the boar had foraged. Now lacking forest and wild boar they have adapted to following gardeners!

    Celia
    x

  3. Lovely photos! We have a robin as well, but he doesn’t hang out with us that much because of the dog. We have thrushes and wrens that breed in teh garden too, once it’s all tidy, I’m not sure they’ll stay, might have to have a little woodland area for them!

  4. NotAProperFarmer says

    Being an ex-twitcher and RSPB employee, I sometimes forget to spend a bit of time looking at garden birds – Robins are just plain cracking (although I marvel at the oily purple/black irridescence on an adult Starling).

    One thing to watch out for…the Robin you see in Summer may not be the same one you see in Winter. There is a lot of migration – and the northern continental Robins move to our shores looking for food and avoiding the freezing European weather….but as they all look and sound the same, you can’t really tell. Perhaps they sing in a Dutch or Danish accent?

  5. What wonderful pictures, I just love your Bobbin. Could sit here and look at him all day. We have a woodpecker that lives with us, well he comes to visit anyway, he is our pride and joy. fiona

  6. So cuute <3

  7. Thanks for the link to your photos, must say they are much better than my one.
    ‘Our’ Robin has been hanging around alot more now that we are getting down to some serious digging. I am amazed at how close he or she gets.

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