This cute little robin brings memories of my Papa.
Every year he would make a chocolate log for Christmas, and there would be a robin or two put on it for decoration.
Somehow, those little robins got lost after Papa died and we had to arrange to have things moved from Victoria to Western Australia - the box they were in disappeared.
Now we still have the log, but no robins. We have tried to find some new ones, but no one seems to have them.
Another memory that this brings is Christmas cards from our relatives in England. Nearly every year we receive at least one card from the UK and it often has a robin on it.
I have actually seen a robin - it was in our garden one morning, but it wasn't in snow. Such a cute little thing.