A Robin for Christmas

This robin is my friend. Whenever I go out to the compost heap with a bag of rubbish he's always waiting there to pick up a worm or two when I take the rugs off.  He must live in the wealth of ivy and trees growing at the end of the garden so can keep an eye on me when I go into the garden at this time of year. 

He must be the great great grandson of the robins that came when I first lived here 30 years ago and it is very rewarding that they are now my friends. During the summer they would come and dig where I was planting. Now, since I've done all my planting for the year, he knows to stay by the compost. Sensible little bird. 

He is my Christmas card to all of you who read my blog. A very happy Christmas to you all, 

from Barty xxx