bob, bob, bobbin' along . . .

once a year, the robins hit town.  they come en masse, settle in nancy's holly tree, snap up every holly berry in sight and take off leaving a decidedly naked tree.

day before yesterday, kidlet was outside and texted me to come see the flock.  at first, true to form, i didn't see anything unusual but then, apparently having disturbed the universe, they left the tree by the droves.  thinking they would settle down if i left, i went inside for my camera. 

when i got back, some had returned but not nearly as many as had left. i found fifteen hiding among the branches.  i think i should have circled some in white. 

 and then as i stood there for a while, i found this guy nibbling away on his brunch:

and to my surprise, when i enlarged the photos, they weren't our yearly robins. 

someone is going to be very hungry and cranky when they stop for their annual feast and find the platter clean.