Robin Surprise

Baby Robin

As Alan was leaving the house yesterday on the way to an afternoon of that most sought after, beloved and popular farm job, picking stone, I asked him to take a minute to remove the plastic covering from the stained glass doors. I am too short to make a good job of it and I wanted to let the spring breezes have a free romp through the house.

I was out hoeing onions near the back door when he returned.

"Well, that was an adventure," he said, while wiping off his arm.

"What happened? Bees?"

"No I pulled the plastic down and a bird landed on my arm and pooped all over me."

"Starling?"

"No, baby robin...they have a nest on the pillar. I put it back up there"

The little darling stayed all day, chirping so sweetly.
Such marvelous music from a barely fledged infant.
Alas it was gone this morning, but I think the folks were caring for it down in the lilac bushes.

It joins a full complement of spring birds, except my beloved house wrens. Haven't seen or heard a one yet.
But we have:
Lotsa robins, starlings, catbirds, common yellow throat, yellow warbler, phoebes, willow flycatcher, white-breasted nuthatch, chickadees, barn swallows, cardinals, rose-breasted grosbeak pair, Baltimore orioles, Ruby-throated humming birds, Sassenachs, crows, grackles, northern mockingbirds, song sparrows, kestrel pair with babies in the heifer barn, chipping sparrows, gold finches, red-winged black birds, cow birds, chimney swifts, rock pigeons, mourning doves....just off the top of my head. We are much more blessed in the bird department than we deserve.

Have a good one. Haying starts today, provided the machinery all starts today.