KenM
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Perhaps not unlike Yellow Wags. that follow grazing cattle/horses, hoping to capitalise on the “disturbed” areas of pasture underfoot. My garden Robin follows me around when I’m sweeping up the leaves/preparing the ground for general garden work etc. and often perches within a few feet of me having complete confidence in being able to evade any sudden movement on my part.
We appear to have had this “close proximity” understanding for some time now, there is also the added bonus of me “turning out” my moth trap mid-morning, although I shoo it away with my hand before release, he/she sometimes (like lightning) pre-empts my movement and snatches a prize.
This morning I successfully emptied out mostly micros, when he/she suddenly appeared from behind with a micro (caught from elsewhere) and what followed simply amazed me! Robin flew to within less than a foot away (perched on chair back) to my waist level, looking up at me with wings outstretched and hovering higher with micro firmly clasped, now at shoulder level performing the same manoeuvre perhaps three times with it’s eyes firmly fixed on mine, before zapping away into the shrubbery where I believe a Juv.was present.
My initial consideration was of contempt on it’s part, but then I thought would it look a “gift horse in the mouth?” It’s worth adding that I put out bread crumbs most mornings and it accesses the overhead peanut feeder when needs be.
Still gob-smacked!
We appear to have had this “close proximity” understanding for some time now, there is also the added bonus of me “turning out” my moth trap mid-morning, although I shoo it away with my hand before release, he/she sometimes (like lightning) pre-empts my movement and snatches a prize.
This morning I successfully emptied out mostly micros, when he/she suddenly appeared from behind with a micro (caught from elsewhere) and what followed simply amazed me! Robin flew to within less than a foot away (perched on chair back) to my waist level, looking up at me with wings outstretched and hovering higher with micro firmly clasped, now at shoulder level performing the same manoeuvre perhaps three times with it’s eyes firmly fixed on mine, before zapping away into the shrubbery where I believe a Juv.was present.
My initial consideration was of contempt on it’s part, but then I thought would it look a “gift horse in the mouth?” It’s worth adding that I put out bread crumbs most mornings and it accesses the overhead peanut feeder when needs be.
Still gob-smacked!