There is a robin in my yard that seems to be there year round. I think maybe he roosts permanent in my yard or somewhere very near. I first took note of him a year ago, but I think he has been there since I moved in two years ago. He has gotten very familiar, and seems to tolerate my presence quite well. Before the storm three days ago I stepped outside, and he and I watched the clouds roll in. We were only five feet apart. I spoke to him, wondered if birds have ears, and after a few minutes I got bored and went back inside.
I think maybe he is an old bird, like me, that doesn't travel well.
They say that it was a robin that flew to Jesus side to try to help as He was being crucified.
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