He's either the male of a pair that's inhabited the backyards behind me for years, or one of the offspring of that pair, who's inherited it. They stay through the winter, looking quite dramatic on bare branches (as now) or in the snow. We did have snow yesterday, all day, but if it had been two degrees warmer it would've been the kind of light drizzle you're never sure isn't just a heavy fog. Flakes drifted down and melted immediately. Nothing stuck anywhere. Just to remind us the clouds still know how to snow.

Today, strong wind, so fast-moving clouds, so alternating sun and gloom. Half a dozen robins in the tiny garden down the street. They'll stay all winter, too, if the food holds out. I checked the trees in that garden, and no nests, so it's not like that's their home turf (though at least two of them are speckled enough that I think they were parents and offspring of a late brood). I thought robins ate only worms, but by now there can't be any worms to be found. Whatever's on that garden went down in the last week as the gardener prepared for winter; and whatever it is, it's clearly some good eatin' for robins.