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The Robin

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Is there any special meaning when a robin crosses your path? They are, to my eye, the very harbinger of spring. Some say they offer good luck, positivity, and joy. Others say a robin suggests growth, renewal, change. 

It’s one thing to see them bob-bob-bobbin’ along across the lawn, perhaps pulling a worm from the ground. It’s another thing entirely, in my opinion, what’s been going on at my house recently. Early one morning a couple weeks ago, a robin tapped at our bedroom window, not once, not twice, but over and over. The same robin returned the next day. And many days thereafter. Here, our granddaughter (amusingly, nicknamed “Bird”) discovers him, tapping hello –

Scientists posit that this behavior means that they are being territorial, that they can see their reflection and are ‘fighting off’ another bird:

If a robin has chosen your yard and location as a good site (yeah for you as they are very cool birds), then both parents will defend that area throughout the nesting period. That means that ‘other’ robin in the window is a real threat to them. The more energy and time they take to fight that guy, the less they spend with their babies or eggs or feeding. So, it is helpful for the bird for you to intervene and convince them that the bird they are seeing is gone. 

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We’ve lived in this house more than thirty years; I’ve never seen such bird behavior before. What has changed? We are quite certain our visitor is one robin and not a variety of robins; we have been studying their feathers and shape. Thinking that the nearby shrubs might be harboring a bird’s nest, I went out and checked out the landscaping in the vicinity of our bedroom window. There was no sign of a bird’s nest. The robin must be feeling territorial for some other reason than protecting a nest. Perhaps they have discovered some yummy nearby ‘fast food’ berries or worms, and are trying to protect their stash from other robins? 

Just today, I added this crocheted shawl to the window in order to change the light and glare, to reduce the possibility of the robin seeing their reflection:

This is not the look I was going for in my bedroom, but I’m beginning to feel responsible and worried about that robin. They’ve left dozens of scratch marks on my window glass; their beak must be getting quite sore.

One day in, the stats are great: no robin visited the window today. Let me close with a simple revision of Rock-In Robin:

He rocks at our window all day long
Hoppin' and a-boppin' and a-singing his song
All the lil’ people that live at this house
Are trying to figure this out, out, out

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8 Comments

  1. Verrena Diane Anderson Verrena Diane Anderson

    I enjoyed reading about your Robin. I have been writing poems about robins all month, reading about them, too, looking for interesting facts. Hope you will write updates from time to time.

    • We have several fun videos of the robin, but I couldn’t figure out how to add a video to my post, lol. I can see why robins would be the focus of your writing this month. Thanks for commenting!

  2. Kim Johnson Kim Johnson

    Maureen, I have seen that from a bluebird that pecks at our window, but never a robin. I’m glad you put that shawl up to discourage the behavior before it hurts itself. Sweet, sweet curiosity I see there looking out the window. I love your poem.

  3. Maureen, I love your post and how you share this strange robin’s actions and your reactions. Your photos help support the narrative even more. I was laughing at your poem. Such a delightful rendition of Rockin’ Robin. Thanks for sharing this very compelling post about bird behavior and life.

  4. Maureen, this is so fun! It is kind of you to be worried about the robin’s beak. Like you, I can imagine that it must be sore. I’m glad the shawl is helping. I was singing along with your Rockin’ Robin.

    By the way, Diane’s poem this morning also mentions the robin as the harbinger of spring.

  5. For me robins were always the first sign of spring and the first siting always has me singing the robin bobbin tune. Love your grand daughter’s pose looking at the robin! 🙂

  6. A delight to read! (I have never investigated Robbin behavior, but I would’ve had to if we had a repeating visitor.) We have so many black-crested chickadees pecking in our yard that it feels like we’re the interlopers as we watch them puncture the rain-softened ground for food. Just yesterday I noticed one tiny still bird atop the concrete patio. He must’ve mistaken the patio door for a passage through to the backyard. It broke my heart. (I think your decorating decision says a lot about what matters to you!) Finally your very own Bird standing there with her hands on her hips is a big 😊 ❤️!

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