A month or so
ago my neighbours had the wall that divides my front garden with
their drive rebuilt and that now gives me the confidence to get
rid of some of the bushes and plants that are on my side. I had
noticed that the old wall was a little bit bowed and worried that
if I were to pull some bushes out then I might have been seen as
the cause of a collapsed wall.
So, now that
the new wall is in place I have set about
to do a bit of tidying up on my side
and the first job was to get rid of a spreading clump of nemesia
which protected a healthy bramble with a tendency to spread across
the lawn in the growing season. Once this was done and I could see
the improvement and its potential then it would be all the easier
to attack some of the more difficult areas.
wasn't long before I was joined by a robin, not really very surprising
as a freshly dug patch of earth acts as a magnet for them every
time. He stood on the wall for a while with his head cocked on one
side and I could see he was in admiration of my work and clearly
holding me in great esteem. He saw me as his own personal chef and
lunch would soon be served.
could imagine his mind savouring the tasty morsels that were within
sight of him and it was not long before he hopped down, threw me
a quick glance and pecked up a fat little grub then flew back to
the wall to savour it in safety. Down he jumped again, glanced at
me, pecked about and returned to the wall. Meanwhile I was standing
still, my feet about a foot apart just watching him, happy to have
a rest really.
then hopped down, faced me and came forward, stopped, cocked his
head to one side as if he was in thinking mode then advanced and
stopped right in between the toes of my boots. I wondered what his
next move was going to be. Was he going to walk between my feet
or was this as far as he dared to go? He took one final hop and
was now right between my feet, stood there a few seconds, turned
and hopped back to his lunch.
thought about this and reckoned that he was unsure about me at first
and that hindered the enjoyment of his repast so that this daring
little advance was really just to satisfy himself that no harm was
going to come to him while he concentrated on foraging.
the question is - is the robin brave or fearless?
this case I think it has to be said that the robin was not fearless
enough to peck about without backward glances to confirm his safety.
He was brave enough to embark upon a test of his safety and resulting
from that his new found knowledge allowed him to be sufficiently
fearless to fill his little tummy without a care in the world.
So there we
are, now I'm going back out there to uncover some more grubs for
my new friend.