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American Robin: Kennebunk, Maine, USA, March 2026 \u2014 Birds remind us (or should remind us) that everything that matters in life is a verb. A robin is not \u201ca robin\u201d; it is a living pattern of robinness, robining in front of our eyes. How could that not fascinate us, living patterns of humanness, as we human through our days? Our shared days: Robining and Humaning, side by side? I know that watching a Robin Robining makes my day of Humaning that much lighter. How about you? (And if that does not get you thinking, I do not know what will?) Sony a6700. Sigma 16-300 with about a 600mm equivalent field of view crop. Program with bird and wildlife modifications. Processed in Photomator and assembled in FrameMagic.<\/p>\n

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