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Sunday, May 22, 2016


From the first stringy grass for the nest to the last robin sneaking out the back door to fly away, this has been a huge eye opener of learning nature's way for us.  I have tried to have Mrs. Robin sign a contract for her next brood but she was too busy to give me any kind of response. Of course, we'll leave her nest in our bush and do what we can to protect it.  We've been told robins use the same nest for the next brood. 

I spent many an hour trying to get an image of Mom Robin feeding all three of her young ones with their beaks all open.  As I have written before, it must be very confidential to Mrs. Robin--as I only got the "tail-end" of the procedure.  But I DID catch an image of Mrs. Robin with her long sought-after worm in her beak.Unfortunately, it wasn't the long four-inch earthworm being snatched from underground.  During the last few
days, we observed Mrs. Robin feeding her young, and then flying off with some "white thing" in her mouth. At first we thought it was pieces of the broken shells, but we figured they were removed a long time ago.

KJ, a very special friend, informed us that Mrs. Robin was carrying out the "droppings" that were encased in white bags.

Goodness me, Dear Lord, you were close to providing "diaper service" for your creations.  Bobi, my sister, said that perhaps I should have had a paper towel and a plastic bag hanging up close by for her "little errands."  The INSTINCT that these robins showed throughout this exciting adventure is infinitely endless!

Of course, she knew  there's not enough room in a nest for three almost fully grown teenagers and bags of poop, too.

This morning was truly a once-in-a-lifetime experience. When we got up this morning, there was only one robin left in the nest.  Apparently, the other two took off some time last night. (Maybe Nature has a timer since the two that hatched first, flew first, and the last one to hatch, flew last.)

I kept an eye on him/her during breakfast.  Since he/she seemed pretty fidgety, I got out my camera. I watched him/her preen himself/herself a bit.  Then before I could aim my camera, he/she turned around and fluttered his/her wings and actually "snuck out the back door."  THE NERVE OF HIM/HER!  So I didn't get a good picture
except for the empty nest.  Apparently, they followed the rules of what the computer said about baby robins taking flight within 13-15 days of  birth.  I previously was very, very sure when I stated at day three that they would NEVER, NEVER be ready to take off within ten
or more days!  NEVER! Guess they showed me "a thing or two!"

We didn't see any sign of Mrs. Robin this morning before the last flight.  She must have been out to "Palm Beach" and thought the last fledging would finally get the hint and go out and "search for his own worms."

But about mid-morning, Mrs. Robin cut her "Palm Beach" vacation short and was VIGOROUSLY snatching up worms in our backyard.  I should say she was literally GORGING herself!  Was she making up for lost time or was she loading up for a "post-flight" treat for the kids?

(Robins do feed their young for a while after they take flight.) Guess I should give her the benefit of the doubt--fairness goes both ways, doesn't it?

And so I  conclude, on May 21, at about 8:30 a.m. --a day to be remembered --

The REAL WORLD BECAME A REALITY for our "three pinkish-reddish-bubblegum wads of babyhood" for what has been MAGNIFICENT entertainment for us  all.


YES, I sing their last song. "So Long, It's Been Good to Know You."   -- Rose Nuernberger





1 comment:

  1. Where do you think the little robins are now? Did they come back to the nest or is Mama Robin finding them hidden somewhere. I always think of baby robins staying in their nest and never have thought where they might go after their first flight. I see the little ones flying down
    out of a nest, but wonder if they are strong enough to fly back up. Do you think it was a coincidence that one egg hatched last and one baby flew last. Did you see all three bigger babies in the nest at one time? I think if
    so, pushes came to shoves. Does Mama Robin or Papa Robin fly into some space consistently for "feeding".

    Working with you on this documentary has been fun.