Songbirds in Winter ~ Sharing Recent Letters from Readers from Kim Smith

American Robin (Turdus migratorius)

"Hope" is the thing with feathers –

That perches in the soul –

And sings the tune without the words –

And never stops – at all –

And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –

And sore must be the storm –

That could abash the little bird

That kept so many warm –

I’ve heard it in the chillest land –

And on the strangest Sea –

Yet, never, in Extremity,

It asked a crumb – of Me    -  Emily Dickinson

Dear Gardening Friends,  Please forgive when I am slow to answer your kind and thoughtful letters. I am struggling with an elbow injury and have had to limit my writing and photography somewhat (with extreme reluctance!!!). I love to hear about your bird and butterfly encounters, so please, keep your letters coming–just know that I am slow! Please see my blog for more photos of the beautiful flock of American Robins that arrived in our garden yesterday, as well as information about the upcoming Cape Ann Winter Birding Weekend. Warmest wishes, Kim

For the rest of Kim’s post check out her blog here