Gardener's Friend

Spent some time over the allotment reducing the pile of branches pruned from the plum tree, cutting them into smaller pieces to make it easy to transport them off-site. A juvenile robin kept me close company showing not a hint of timidity – perching on the edge of the garden pop-up bag only inches from my hand, and hopping down on the ground beside my boot to eat a worm. I made slow progress with the work, instead enjoying the bold little bird and its tuneful song. I kept stopping to watch, or being a bit delicate about which branches I pulled out so as not to disturb it too much :-)
(It's well-disguised - can you pick it out in the photo above?)