Starting to build up a bit of a theme for April blogs. Here is a very relaxed male that came over to see what I was doing. 
Flame Robin, male. Point Cook
Birds as Poetry —— Just because I WANDER – –doesn't mean I'm LOST
Just because I WANDER doesn't mean I'm LOST
Birds as Poetry —— Just because I WANDER - --doesn't mean I'm LOST 
Don’t you love it when the bird comes to you? First class shot Dave.
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Thanks Rodger, it was a nice change from chasing Swallows. 🙂
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