Rebuked by a Robin

Walked up the hill to church, feeling decidedly out-of-sorts with this world, and here was this little fellow filling the air with triumphant song - so high up a tree it took me ages to spot him, and only realised it was a robin after putting the photo onto my computer.

A grey, cold, damp day, lack of leaves on his tree, presumably a lack of ready food - but still he (or she) sang.