Robin on nest

Beloved of children, bards and spring,
O birds, your prefect virtues bring,–
Your song, your forms, your rhythmic flight,
Your manners for the heart’s delight;
Nestle in hedge, or barn, or roof;
Here weave your chamber weather-proof.
Forgive our harms and condescend
To man, as to a lubber friend,
And, generous, teach his awkward race
Courage and probity and grace!
–Ralph Waldo Emerson, Birds, 1867

I was surprised to find this robin nesting right under my nose and wonder how many times I walked by without noticing her there. The babies have since fledged and I hear them begging to be fed from the low shrubs around the yard. I often see one of them in the vegetable garden, where the dirt is moist and full of worms.

4 thoughts on “Robin on nest”

  1. Isn’t it amazing how often we overlook our bird neighbors as we go about our busy lives? We had a brood of robins in the shrubbery in our front yard this weekend. I never did see them, but couldn’t help but hear them and the adults as I entered and exited the house. Here’s hoping that they manage to escape the claws of the neighborhood cats!

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