Almaty, Republic Square.

Cold, cloudy weather. After-dinner time. It is few birds. It is a lot of Hooded Crows, Rooks and Blackbirds only. Crows arranged strange games on the cloudy sky. Blackbirds pressed close on the branches, some of them were fed with berries. One flock of Siskins on a birch. One Chaffinch on an ash-tree. One Coal Tit on a birch. Two Great Tits. Again I found Robin. As usually Robin was timid, disappeared from me in the refuge - a sewer well. The well cover is half split, and Robin a little having sat on the brink of a well dived inside. Robin doubt a little before to dive inside, so I think a refuge is already habitual to bird.