I kept hearing something "tapping" at the window yesterday and I'd keep peeking outside until I realized it was this Robin.
It would hop from the top of the cedar to the ground where it would gobble up worms as if it were a spaghetti feast. But that did not explain the tapping sound. So, I snuck quietly back into the shadows of the house...
And next thing you know, Robin is looking right in at me!
But I only flatter myself, for Robin was in love with it's reflection and it spent the entire afternoon fluttering up and down against the glass. Narcissistic little thing!