One morning while I walked back after taking my children to their school bus stop, a bird swooped right before me. I was startled by it and found out that it was a robin. I got back home to get my camera and sneaked silently behind some bush to take its picture gathering some twigs. Then suddenly, the robin looked away to the spot where I hid and through the spaces I thought it knew I was there. It kind of looked curious enough to what I was doing behind the bush. Did the robin think I was a predator lurking for its prey? Or an onlooker amazed by its activity?
“Curiosity is the one thing invincible in Nature,”