250. Stay, little cheerful Robin! stay, and at my easement sing… ~William Wordsworth

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The robin’s song at daybreak
Is a clarion call to me.
Get up and get out in the garden.
For the morning hours flee.

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I cannot resist the summons,
What earnest gardener could?
For the golden hours of morning
Get into the gardener’s blood.

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The magic spell is upon me,
I’m glad that I did not wait;
For life’s at its best in the morning,
As you pass through the garden gate.
~Howard Dolf

In the first photo, a Pinterest posting, is a European robin who according to my English garden bloggers is already singing in their gardens.  The one in the second photo is our American robin who has yet to come, but when he does, we’ll know that spring can’t be too far away.  For he, the stuff of a Messianic legend and spring’s cheery harbinger, will, as the poem says, sing loudly of its coming and our need to get up and out in the garden.  Given my willingness to heed a garden’s summons at any point in time, the robin’s task won’t be too hard to accomplish.  Would that I were as willing to listen to Christ’s calling.  The last photograph I also found on Pinterest.  Although I’ve heard and seen robins feeding their young in my yard, I’ve not yet been able to get a good photograph of the event.

For every wild animal of the forest is mine, the cattle on a thousand hills.  I(God) know all the birds of the air, and all that moves in the field is mine. ~Psalm 50:10-11  ✝

**See post 46 to read the legend of the robin.

23 thoughts on “250. Stay, little cheerful Robin! stay, and at my easement sing… ~William Wordsworth”

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  3. the robins are all over the yard–en masse—as are the sparrows and red wing blackbirds—looking out the window today one would have thought it was something akin to a plague of locust—a sign for sure–I aways love how you tie it all together to God and His glory—

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  4. Keep a watchful eye in the shrubs for them to build a nest and you’ll get that photo!
    I was so fortunate to have one nest right in front of the picture window this past spring. I got photos from setting to first flight. I’ll be sharing in this spring. I did not know the English Robin was different. He’s a cute little bugger! 🙂

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    • Oh great, I can’t wait for those posts. In the past mine have nested on top of a couple of rose arches covered with climbing roses, and I just can’t get up there to take their pics. I love that little English robin too. Have a great weekend, Andy. Blessings, Natalie

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  10. People sometimes don’t realize but our robin’s don’t fly south. My girlfriend has a bird feeder and we see robin’s there often. At my oldest daughter’s apt there was a tree full of them but the sun wasn’t out so they didn’t look red breasted. Thank you for this lovely post that brightened me up. The legend is amazing! Also, So Happy you featured the European Robin here. I like the way they appears smaller like a wren. I have a book about Robin visits the manger scene. 🙂

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