Robins?

At least I think they are robins.  Gathered, lurking in the barren trees... Perhaps crows or ravens..Nope our sweet pretty robins (The Cultivator's always got the right tool ~binoculars)  What could they be after?  Surely not.. oh, no.  They must just be admiring the late winter bare ground... softened by the rains...waterlogged causing the worms to rise... O dear!

The fat greedy things are after our worms!  Time to throw mulch.  At least give the worms a chance.  We need our worms to turn the good things we put in our soil to fertile, wonderful, lifegiving poop!  er, castings! Go away birds!!!!!