Been thinking again about the way I take some species for granted.
I mean really, what isn't gorgeous and fascinating about this creature?
Look at that clear eye, the orange breast.
It's that flash of colour that reminded English settlers in North America of their dear little robins from home. This bird is really a thrush, though.
The song of the robin provides the background sound in cities and on farms from first light into the dark of night.
Cool fact. The American robin can stretch its esophagus to store food overnight. Very useful for getting through a cold Canadian winter with a light feather coat.
Common species like robins are often the first wild life children discover. Because they can be observed so conveniently and reliably they also make good species for study. Given the right question, a person of limited mobility could complete a master's or Ph.d from their kitchen window.
Thank you robin, just for being there.