The forest was bustling with activity. As the red and orange leaves swirled in the wind, Robin started to worry.
Something was changing.
Finch was flying south, because Winter was coming. Squirrel was burying food, because Winter was coming. Even Owl was making his nest warm. Why? That’s right – because Winter was coming. Robin decided he didn’t like the sound of Winter one little bit. But that was before the snow …
A beautifully tender story of a little robin’s first winter.