Little plush

We found him or her in the backyard. Our gardening companion has died. We could recognize our red robin bij the little feather sticking out. He or she came always very close to us when we were working in the garden, hoping to snatch some worms. A bit sad, but the girls liked the fact that they could study the bird from a close distance. They burried 'our' red robbin somewhere in the garden.

2 comments:

een kloddertje roze hier said...

How Sad. But what a beautiful picture..

Mars said...

Ach wat sneu, zo'n mooi vogeltje! Het is m'n lievelingsvogeltje :)