World wide trials and tribulations in 2011 have been such for mankind that I thought that I would post an English Christmasy chocolate boxy type photo here as a microscopic antidote to represent peace and love - something like a robin sitting on a garden fork in the frost. But whilst making coffee in Wimbledon this morning (Christmas Eve 2011) I spied the most unrobin-like bird through the kitchen window so the piccie below is posted instead:
Not a brilliant photo (taken through a dusty kitchen window with no preparation possible) and certainly no robin redbreast is depicted. I surmise too that the bird is not normally regarded as a native of England. Yet perhaps this poorly taken picture of a strange looking yet dignified, creature scratching around for food on a winter's day in a foreign land, represents something of the present states of mankind and the planet.
Maybe its very survival owes something to global warming as from its highly coloured feathers, I'd hazard a guess that it is more at a home in tropical climes than in darkest SW19/20.
A Very Happy or as our American PP would say Merry and Holy Christmas to all who visit this blog.