In northern climes, our winters can be harsh and seemingly endless. In March, the skies and earth are like slate -- gray and unyielding. When it seems that winter will never relax its hold, there is a rite of passage that seems to spark a transformation-- the arrival of the first robin of spring. At this time of year, it is a wonder to behold a field of patchy snow and a flock of these red-breasted harbingers feeding together. Soon they will pair off and claim their territories, but for now they are happy to forage as a group. The fields and forests will come alive with their chorus. This painting celebrates that arrival and shows their yellow bills pointing upward in curiosity as you approach. Congratulations, you made it through another winter.
