Turdus migratorius
American Robins are large thrushes with rounded bodies, long legs and long tails. They have gray brown plumage with orange to red chests and dark heads. The females are duller in coloration than the males. Males grow black feathers during the breeding season and once the breeding season is over they lose those feathers.
Just a quick post this morning about an American Robin perched on a shed deer antler. These robin photos were taken in low light around 8 a.m. yesterday.
I never thought I'd see an American Robin nesting in August, but I have. August in Arkansas should be too hot for robins to be nesting now. I guess it’s not.
It was very hot yesterday when I photographed this American Robin. The heat index was 109°F, I was melting. What do these birds do to help them handle the heat?
It got really hot yesterday and if there were a bird bath here I might have gotten into it and splashed around like this bathing American Robin did in April.
I was able to get outdoors and into the sunshine yesterday. I visited my local pond and took a series of American Robin portraits at the edge of the water.
This is the first American Robin that I have photographed in local crabapple trees all winter long. Usually, by March, the crabapples are eaten and long gone.
It was a dreary, low-light kind of day last winter when I photographed this American Robin kicking snow to uncover frozen crabapples for breakfast from my Jeep.
I'm breaking from my own tradition this year and simply calling 2023 a wrap. Typically, I share photos from each month of the year and write about my journeys.
I haven't been outdoors much this week, but I have been hearing parts of the American Robin spring song at times when I have needed to go somewhere.
When I photographed this American Robin perched in a crabapple tree last winter the light was low, the sky was cloudy, and there was snow on the ground.
All across the country it is nesting season for many North American birds. For some nesting birds it is also a very dangerous time because of fishing line.
This mix of urban birds were taken over a two day period close to home. Birds, no matter where they are, bring me joy, happiness, and even laughter.
I spent a little bit of time yesterday taking American Robin photos on frosty grass. The robins were feasting on ripe crabapples that have fallen to the ground.
This morning I am sharing four American Robin photos taken three days ago close to home. Each one of the robins looks like a borb in the snow.
After an overnight snowfall I drove to a grove of crabapples. I photographed this winter American Robin perched in one of the fruit bearing trees in low light.
My first bird of 2023 was an American Robin, actually it was a flock of about 50 of them flying over my head as I got ready to shovel snow.
I only had two birds in my viewfinder yesterday morning on my journey up to the Wasatch Mountains. My best images were of this American Robin on a gate post.
Yesterday morning I spent a few minutes taking American Robin photos as they foraged for crabapples at an urban park close to home in Salt Lake City.
Happy Solstice and Yuletide! Hello Winter! Happy return to the light!
I photographed my first of year juvenile American Robin two days ago as it foraged on its own high in a Wasatch Mountain canyon near a creek.
One of the birds I photographed on the June morning was this American Robin that was so close to me that I opted to take portraits of it.
I took a few American Robin photos yesterday morning high in the Wasatch Mountains in two counties and two very different settings.
There is a skiff of snow on the ground again this morning and it has reminded me that I should look for winter American Robins feeding on crabapples today.
You might wonder why I decided to use an American Robin photo on my Thanksgiving post today and I will explain how I picked this image.
American Robins seemed especially abundant yesterday high in the Wasatch Mountains and I was happy to photograph them foraging on the ripe berries of a hawthorn.
Three days ago I saw lots of young birds in the Wasatch Mountains east of where I live in Salt Lake City and among them were several American Robin fledglings.
I don’t think it was a “King of the castle” kind of behavior going on but what do I know, I am not a bird!
And I then had an "Ah ha" moment. No wonder I thought I was hearing a Cedar Waxwing when in actuality it was the American Robin calling out because of a predator that I did not see.
Today I am sharing a simple photo of an American Robin perched on a wooden fence high in the Wasatch Mountains that I took photos of two days ago.
Yesterday I was able to focus on this American Robin as it foraged in the branches of a crabapple tree and took a nice, long series of images of the handsome red-breasted thrush.