Visitors from up north
We've had visitors at our house lately. They are quite messy, but we don't mind. In fact, we only get to see them once a year and we are happy they come to see us when there are so many other places they could go too.
Who are these visitors?
The Robins. No, not a family called the Robins. The birds. Apparently, they view our camphor tree as an all-you-can eat smörgåsbord. Other than the challenges in painting a wall under the tree when berries and, well, berry eating bird by-products are constantly falling on it, they are wonderful to have around. There are literally HUNDREDS of them. Their song is amazing to hear. Scott called it a symphony, and that's truly what it sounds like. Here are some pictures of a few of our friends :-).
Who are these visitors?
The Robins. No, not a family called the Robins. The birds. Apparently, they view our camphor tree as an all-you-can eat smörgåsbord. Other than the challenges in painting a wall under the tree when berries and, well, berry eating bird by-products are constantly falling on it, they are wonderful to have around. There are literally HUNDREDS of them. Their song is amazing to hear. Scott called it a symphony, and that's truly what it sounds like. Here are some pictures of a few of our friends :-).
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