One morning recently, I opened the back door to go sit outside with my coffee, and found chipmunks racing back and forth, a young bunny who pelted for a hedge, a baby robin who had become far more respectable looking in the past week—his feathers have all come in—and a red squirrel jumping up and down on the neighbor’s fence because of a black squirrel who was fussing at a fox squirrel about something else—probably the neighbor’s cat, who was sitting in his kitchen window watching the proceedings with great interest. Continue reading “More Wildlife in the Yard”
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A Baby Picture
The robins built a nest at my neighbors’ house in the crook that attaches the downspout to the gutter. It seems like just a couple of weeks ago that we were looking at cute, fuzzy heads bobbling frantically above the edge of their nest with bills agape, wanting worms.
My neighbor mentioned a couple of days ago that the nest seemed to be empty, and she wanted to clean up around it—they had created the kind of mess babies are best at.
Meanwhile, the parental activity level was getting more frenetic in my yard, and I have been hearing the frantic calls of famished fledglings. I ran across one of the babies while deadheading.
Admittedly the photograph is not as sharp as it could be, but if I had stood there fiddling around, it would be a photograph of an empty perch recently used by a fledgling robin.