So goes the wording of the traditional nursery rhyme about one of our most familiar birds. Since I began birding more seriously, I must admit that I’ve often ignored this common backyard resident — probably because it is such a common species. But that fact shouldn’t make robins less interesting, so I have combined a very recent shot with some captures from the archives to take a second look at this bird.
We have a robin’s nest in a tall yew bush right outside our porch and kitchen window. Unfortunately, the screening on the porch and the angle of the branches from the window make it impossible to get a clean shot of the nest, which is now home to at least one new citizen. But I did catch this image of the mother robin returning to the vicinity of the nest with some additional building materials (at least that’s what it appears to be) to add to the comforts of home.
Robins, of course, are not feeder birds because they aren’t seed eaters. The shot below was from our front yard as another robin secured the noonday meal. I had been sitting in my car in the driveway, using my camera’s LCD viewer to look over some shots of a tufted titmouse that I’d just taken, when this fellow dropped down, grabbed his meal, paused only briefly and then flew away. I only had time for the one shot, but it seems to have come out well. It was a bit difficult getting the right contrast to separate his head adequately from a similarly-hued background, but some curves in post seemed to get things pretty close.
Another “feeding” shot came from a batch of stuff I’d shot at Ford’s Pond in the summer of 2010. I liked the composition of the bird against the receding background of wooden posts, but again, the issue of the confluence of colors of feathers and posts required some adjustments similar to those used in the shot above to get a good separation.
And finally, from this month in 2011, I have this shot of what I believe is a robin, though it’s hard to tell. At first, I thought it was a baby bird, but Brent is of the opinion that this is a molting adult robin. He stood motionless on a rock near my neighbor’s garden, obviously hoping to avoid detection by predators, allowing me to get very close and fill the frame with my 300mm Sigma.
As I said, I hadn’t paid as much attention to the common robin, but they present as many good opportunities as their more flamboyant backyard companions, such as jays and cardinals. My next robin shot: since I refurbished my bird bath, there’s been a robin who has been splashing up a storm out there. My next shot awaits!