One of my favorite summer time sounds is hearing robin’s splash in the bird bath outside my writing cottage screen door.

Today as I approached the door to open it, I saw this fluffy fellow on the deck rail. I stood very still. I waited and waited hoping he’d jump in the bird bath and splash around.

Apparently he has his dignity and would not begin his bath until I moved back into my cottage.  But I was able to get close enough to snap this picture of him splish-splashin’ away.