Robins

I thought I posted about these a week or so ago, but I guess not. Well, they're here in force in the yard again! Enough to be hazardous to laundry, but it's cold and rainy out there, so it's good.

I always remember Mammaw's story about the observant little Alabama schoolgirl, who got in trouble for "contradicting" her teacher. Their textbook (written and published undoubtedly in New York), said the robins were a sign of spring. She said, quite correctly, "But Ma'am, the robins come in the fall." Teacher had no ability to take into account local knowledge, and punished her. Bah!