Proud robin on my roof

My house, built in 1939, still boasts its original garage, and while it may be a little worse for wear and doesn’t house an automobile anymore, it certainly serves many purposes.
Not the least of these is a perch for various animals that happen by. This morning, a robin must have sensed that I needed a model to test out my new closeup lens, as it paid a visit to the old garage roof at just the right moment. Like any good model, it sat for a moment, allowing me to get a good look at his features. The brown of its head, wings, and tail, and the gray of its under parts, all serve to contrast with its distinctive red breast. This one also has some interesting lighter marks around its eyes.

Robins often puff out their feathers to stay warm. This is called rousing, and can certainly come in handy during an early spring morning in Canada. The male robin may also puff up his chest to attract a female for breeding.
To me though, this particular robin is saying, “I’m in charge up here on this fine old garage.”