Curious Robin

Robin loves to get right in my face. But as soon as I try to pull some of those sticky plants from his wool, he takes off.  At least now if I slowly put out my hand he’ll sniff it to see if I have anything for him to eat.

I’ll keep working on it. Maybe someday he’ll trust me enough to scratch his back and pull weeds from his wool.

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