It was the first sighting of a robin in my town.  I was curious.  It was getting dark–near dusk and I flushed a bird in the middle of the road.  I was curious what it was so I followed it in my car and stopped to try to identify it.  It was getting really dark but I spotted the bird in someone’s yard.  It had the distinctive hop of a robin to my surprise–the first one of the year.  It was the earliest sighting of a robin I could remember.  Now I will see if I can spot more.

I saw my first robin of the year.  I was thrilled.  I was not looking for it.  It appeared under my large pine tree which I can view out of my living room window.  Now I know spring is on its way.  And now I will see if (???) how many I can spot today going into town.