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Mar 16, 2023Liked by Diane Porter

I love this post! Yes, the first singing Robin of the year is the song of the promise of spring. I heard ours in the backyard just a few days ago, even though he's been back for a week. It was around sunset and sounded like a warm spring breeze feels. I didn't move. I just listened and felt honored to be there to hear him.

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Mar 15, 2023Liked by Diane Porter

Listening...

Stopping a moment

From folding towels,

I see a Robin outside the window....

Listening...listening...

Intent to hear

A worm.

How could he??

But I knew.

Focus his key---

Blocking out all else.

In the distance a dog barked

Our Congratulations!

SMK 2021

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Mar 15, 2023Liked by Diane Porter

when i hear that first robin singing its rolling evening song... my awareness is pierced, no matter what i am doing and a flood of happy relief permeates my body. The rasayana of bird song is sooo healing. For my grey/brown winter weary eyes. that impossibly rich chestnut color is positively activating... and I feel like rummaging around in my garden too. Maybe not looking for worms to eat, but more spring arrivals like snowdrops, winter aconite and a brave crocus or two to get me through March. Thank you for these beautiful pictures of this hardy thrush we all love.

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