Today I went to check on a nest I noticed in the back yard at my parent’s house. Last I checked, the nest was being built, but no eggs. I see the mommy and daddy robin outside the window, busy, busy all the time. So today, curiosity won over and I strolled out to see what all the fuss was about.
Mommy robin was a bit mad that I stood around so long. She had a fresh worm she was trying to feed her babies. The nest has about five.. I can’t see as they are laying so snug on top of each other.
The cluster of them, fuzzy and fleshy and spiked with wing feathers growing.. they are a pale, dusty grayish lavender. Very pastel. I can’t believe how intricate this nest is, it’s several inches deep. It’s built on a fence gate and must only be three and a half feet off the ground. I plan to check them regularly and watch them change and see how many color variations there are before robin red.
Growing up, if I was being goofy, my mom would call me “twirly bird”. When I saw these guys, I could see how I might have been a gawky little thing once.. twirling and thinking I was a princess.
Look what I found to look at on my lunch break.. Veranda magazine. The article is several glorious pages of some of the most amazing flowers, interesting art and yummy fabrics. I loved the description the artist gives of bringing her travel treasures home and creating beautiful vignettes.. starting with color.