Poor Robin

The North wind was certainly blowing this morning, but the sun was shining, and this robin didn't look in too much need of a barn, poor thing. It was lovely to see it flitting around this tree, and when I got out the camera, it seemed to stop still and pose for me.

M has put the lights on the old Christmas tree we planted at the front of the house; my mouth is hurting less; and Zion was a joy to look after today.