American robin

As a kid, I could never understand why people called the obviously orange breast of what we knew as robins "red." People called them "Robin Red-Breast" and the song I often heard on the radio had the red, red robin bobbin' along.

Pfftt. I was an adult when a housemate, a dedicated birder, explained to me that the "American Robin" -- our robin -- was not the same as the original robin, which really does have a red breast. Ahhhh.

Anyway, I had not seen a robin all through this (departing?) winter, but I heard one singing a few days ago, high up in a tree. And today, he or she or a friend came down to pose for me.