The robins are growing. We just have one nest on the playground this year – the gutter nest. I think there are three babies but I can’t get close enough to get a good picture.
I came home tonight and there was a baby robin on the back porch. He was mostly-feathered with just a little bit of fuzz. He looked so, so adorable and messed up. You go, life. Just keep on keepin’ on.
Brad says
I think I have a mockingbird nest in my back yard somewhere. The adults scold me whenever I’m working in my garden. I have plans to prune bushes, so I should find out where the babies are. Maybe when it stops raining… whenever that might be.