The new winter king
- Crone
- Dec 29, 2025
- 1 min read
When I came home from work on Christmas Eve, I went out into the garden to leave the fox food. And there was the robin. He stayed right by me, just perching on a twig of the hazel. I squatted down, not minding the cold, although it was very chilly and I didn't have a coat on.
I was thinking, what do you have to say to me? But sometimes the meaning of a moment just is that moment. To seek the beyond is to negate the value of what is manifest in flesh and feathers and friendship.
The day before, he had been examining the food containers.
And this was Boxing Day - Garden Robin making sure Tane did NOT come in!!
Good to see Tane.🐦