Earlier this spring I did battle with a determined Robin, over where it would build it's nest. Having won that skirmish, I foolishly thought it was over, Not so.
This young bird came knocking on our storm door yesterday and again this morning. It could be looking at it's own reflection. But I like to think it is after me to tell me that his parents lost the battle but won the war.
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