My bird the European Robin

We say always that Marina’s bird is that tiny Robin. Often he let us wait for a while before he shows up. The small happy bird arrives alone and is going to a little solar light and other stick up ornaments what we have set up in the dreamy garden. 
The Robin is always following a certain pattern of inspecting the garden on new and old items like he feels really at home.
When we saw this photo we were warm inside, the snow is coldish but the whole picture is so pittoresque that your heart melts.