I went out looking for a robin to photograph this morning, but the robins were being shy. This chiffchaff just happened to be in the way, though. Life, eh? -go out for a robin, come back with a chiffchaff.
That sounds vaguely smutty. I have obviously spent too much time among literary types....
I've certainly not got an excuse now for not recognising a chiffchaff. No sign of our robin this morning either.
ReplyDeleteIt's a bit of a rubbish picture for indentificaion purposes, but then chiffchaffs are definitely Small Brown Jobs. The song is the safest way to tell for me at least.
ReplyDeleteThere's never a robin when you need one, is there?