An almost all-white robin is nesting in one of the hemlocks in my neighbor’s yard. Her tail feathers are almost all white. So are the feathers on her wings. Her breast is mottled – white, splotched with rusty red.
She stays close to her nest. White feathers are more fragile, and when she flies, it’s only a short distance. She hops along, pecking for bugs, only returning home with a fat worm or scrap of something to line her nest.
The difficulty in describing her simple life is ironically overwhelming. She is likely mostly white because of some industrial pollution. She is vulnerable because she’s so physically different from others of her species.
Yet, she’s nesting. Building a home.
An almost all-white robin. Brown head, rusty red collar, white eye–ring, fragile white tail and wing-feathers. Unable to fly far, destined to over-winter here.