Wintry day today. Hard wind from the north, light sleet and spitting snow and drizzle and fog. Made it up to Beech Hill late with dog. Saw only a flock of robins up there.
I sometimes think of the familiar phrase “robin redbreast” and wonder how many of us on this continent assume it refers to our sturdy American thrush, when of course it doesn’t. It refers to the little Old World Robin, an insect-eating chat.
Still, on raw weather like today, it’s nice to see our robins fluttering around.
Beech Hill List
Beginning at 4 p.m., I hiked the open trail.
1. American Robin
2. American Crow
3. Herring Gull