FROM THE ARCHIVE December 2014. You didn’t really think I wouldn’t reblog my cheerful little robin from last year, did you! There’s still time to buy your Christmas cards — if you have a sturdy, fast-moving writing hand, that is.
‘Stay, little cheerful Robin! stay,
And at my easement sing,
Though it should prove a farewell lay
And this our parting spring.
— William Wordsworth To a Redbreast—In Sickness
‘The reason birds can fly and we can’t is simply because they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.’
The original robin is…