Welcome Robin!

Today I've spotted a bunch of birds I haven't seen for a long, long time in our garden - spring's here - no doubt about it! Among other things I've seen wagtails, chaffinches, blackbirds, sparrows and of course this Robin!

An old British folk tale seeks to explain the Robin's distinctive breast. Legend has it that when Jesus was dying on the cross, the Robin, then simply brown in colour, flew to his side and sang into his ear in order to comfort him in his pain. The blood from his wounds stained the Robin's breast, and thereafter all Robins got the mark of Christ's blood upon them. An alternative legend has it that its breast was scorched fetching water for souls in Purgatory.