I was sitting at my dining room table reading when suddenly I heard a "chip! Chip!!" outside the window.
"That sounds like a robin", I thought, so I got up to look.
Sure enough, there was a robin in the flower bed. He currently seems to be having a territory war with a mockingbird. I feel like doing a Sybil Ludington and racing around the neighborhood yelling "the redbreasts are coming, the redbreasts are coming", but Covid precautions make that a little irresponsible. Instead, I shall sit here enjoying the continuing "chip"s of the harbinger in my garden.
