Gardening has been a lifelong passion for Wende and she’d like to share her passion with her readers. Follow her as she writes about her gardening adventures, lists tasks to do depending on the season, and gives easy to understand gardening advice.
I remember many robin nests over the years that were constructed on our porch light, or our mailbox, or some place that made life for us a litle inconvenient while momma robin sat on her eggs and raised her babies. This year has been very active in our yard with momma robins feeding fledglings that are starting to fly and trying to get them to feed themselves. I can imagine that was very tiring work - like teaching our children to drink from a cup instead of a bottle. It always happens, but it seems like it takes a lot longer than it should.
I've been watching the antics the last few weeks, and started to wonder if a new batch of babies would be showing up soon. I hadn't seen any nests in my yard yet this year, but last week I watched a robin trying to get a short piece of rope free from a ladder that we had in the back yard. She started to tug and tug and tug, she just wouldn't give up! I watched from the window as she worked at it for 15 minutes. She was so engrossed in what she was doing that I don't think she would have noticed if I were to walk up next to her. I thought about how devoted she (he?) was to making a great home to raise their family.