Spotting the worms

It was a very pleasant 12c this morning so instead of walking my 10,000 steps I was encouraged to join MrsDB and do some gardening.  (Actually I was all for dossing around the house, maybe playing on the 'pooter.)

After I'd given the lawns a trim the garden came alive with birds; robins, wrens, blackbirds, and others I couldn't name, finches of some sort perhaps.  When we stopped for a cuppa and a biscuit two robins who had been busy digging worms stopped work to take a look at what we were doing.