Perhaps you recall this year’s Baby Robin drama…
It began when I noticed a nest being constructed between a downspout and an eave.
Soon, the robins had laid their eggs, and just a couple of weeks ago, they hatched.
We watched them the best we could – we of course didn’t want to disturb them, but even if we did, the parents were vigilant guards, perching on nearby branches and wires whenever we came near, squawking repeatedly and even swooping down towards us if it all became too much.
A week and a half ago, we checked on the babies on Sunday evening, and saw their little heads.
Monday morning:
Carnage:
What made it even sadder was that the parents were still around, perched, chirping, squawking and swooping. You have to wonder – what did they “think” – if anything?
I thought that was the end of it. I left the nest on the ground for the moment, intending to take it up later. Before I could do anything with it, the yard guys came and just put it back up atop the downspout.
Nice, I thought. But why?
The next day, I noticed that the parents were flying around with grass in their beaks – they were rebuilding the nest.
And now, a few days later – look at that.
They’re trying again. I had no idea that would happen.We will probably be in Japan by the time they hatch – but depending on when that is (they say 12-14 days) – we might be back for part of the infancy, although my daughter will certainly be here and can keep us posted.
I just hope the hawk has moved on to other parts of the neighborhood….
(Six years ago, in our previous house, we had a fantastic view of the entire process, as robins built a nest on a window ledge. Here’s a post summarizing what we were privileged to witness.)
