The Red, Red, Robin!

After a late season winter storm, this poor little robin took a walk on my newly shoveled walk.

He may be a bit confused at all the snow but he triggered a musical memory for me.  Thanks Mr. Robin!


I always loved Doris Day… she was just so…. wholesome.


About Life in the 50's and beyond...

Welcome to Life in the 50's and 60's and beyond .... where I write about my childhood memories, music of the 60's and about life in the country. I am a mother, grandmother, farmer's wife, business owner, and retired teacher.
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15 Responses to The Red, Red, Robin!

  1. Kathy says:

    Ohmygosh! You’ve seen a robin! Robins better not come this far north…there’s not enough “no snow” areas yet.


  2. I think my all-time favorite song of hers is Silver Bells. I always liked her, too, and loved her movies. Come on warm weather!!

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  3. cobbies69 says:

    Robin are the bird of birds to me..we used to have one that would sit on our windowsill until we gave him so food,,:)


  4. Caddo Veil says:

    Gotta love robins and Doris Day–they’ll chirp you right up!


  5. Maxi says:

    This little guy looks bewildered. I also remember the song, and oldie but a goodie.


  6. Loved Doris day…just the cutest!…and my son has always loved her music…go figure…So it seems the older music might still be enjoyed in future days…


  7. Oh boy! I love this. I remember singing this in elementary school. I had a second grade teacher who loved to sing. 🙂


  8. I remember the singer and the song, but my grandkids would be saying ‘who’s that’?


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