I've heard from lots of people that they believe robins represent lost loved ones. In the two weeks prior to my dad dying I saw lots of robins, but not since oddly enough. The last family outing that we went on my dad was sitting on a bench and a robin came and perched on the armrest only around a foot from my dad. x
Hello Poppy, have just found your thread via Mod Helen's 'Finding Solace' thread, and am so pleased I have. (Thanks Helen!) Your photos of robins are so good, thanks for sharing. As it happens I saw my little local robin in my garden just this afternoon, and the sight always lifts me. I never knew about the idea of them being a loved one, so that makes me even happier!
Being able to share your love of photography with your Dad must be very therapeutic. Both my son and I enjoy this hobby (he is far more experienced than me and used a legacy from his Dad to upgrade his camera which makes it feel very special at times). I have a pair of robins in the garden and love to watch them as I relax in the chair which faces into the garden. Have a peaceful weekend. Jules
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