It’s bird chirping weather.
May 17, 2016 | My Jottings
After the work of the day is done and the meal of the evening has been gratefully received, I often sit in Michael’s old, brown leather recliner. It’s near a large window on the west side of our house, and right outside that window is a bluish green juniper tree. The tree is at least 15 feet tall and needs trimming, as its former cone shape has fanned out into spikes of new growth, making it look wild and bushy. A couple of weeks ago I saw movement out of the corner of my left eye, and spied a robin flying into the interior of the juniper. Soon she was out again, flying up and over the three miniature crab apple trees that stand together at the edge of our small property. When she returned again with a mouthful of brown grass streaming from her beak, I knew she was probably building a nest.
This morning I sat in the recliner as I finished eating a Pink Lady apple, and there was that dark brown blur in my peripheral vision again. I retrieved the kitchen step stool, invited Sara to come with me to see what there was to see, and oh, what a wonder we witnessed!
I was careful to place the step stool quietly, and as I pulled the branches gently apart in the vicinity where I thought I’d seen Rosemary (that’s the mother robin’s name) fly in, a fluttering flash shot by me, missing my shoulder by inches. She perched about 20 feet away in one of the crabapple trees and watched me. Here’s a blurry picture of her:
I promised Rosemary I would not touch her children, and that I’d only look once. I would hate it if someone came into my house to nose around without my permission. I hope somehow she forgave my need to gaze upon the miraculous.
I took two quick photos with my iPhone (click to enlarge) and here’s the best one:
Three baby robins! I think by what I could find online they must be about four days old right now. And their mom has apparently removed the beautiful light blue eggs. Look at the perfection of that nest. Do you see the little tufty feathers coming in? In about ten days they’ll be ready to leave their lovely home, which is hard to fathom. I wish major progress could be made in my life in ten days. 🙂
“My favorite weather is bird chirping weather.”
The robins wake me up in the mornings now before my alarm does. The older I get the less I like throwing back the covers before 6:00 a.m., but my reluctance has faded a bit with the sun and the heartening birdsong that comes with spring.
Thanks for the unexpected feeling of happiness this post brought to me.
Hi Sue, Isn’t it wonderful when the little things make us happy? It uncomplicates life, I think. Love to you, dear friend. xoxo
I thought so too, Ganeida! xoxo
Hi Julie! I love the birds so much! We have a nest in the rafters of our front porch, right at the front door. A sweet little house finch lives
there. I havent peeked to see how many eggs/babies are there but I think I will real soon! We have had a nest up there every year for about 9 years now and I just love it! Around our neighborhood we have everything from little hummingbirds and goldfinches, to red headed woodpeckers to wild parrots and peacocks. And a short distance away we have a bald eagles nest! Thats a first!!! Enjoy all your feathered friends!!?
It was so nice to read your comment, Connie! You are blessed with many birds…I would love all of that. I remember peacocks calling in the hills of Covina when I lived there. And we just watched a DVD about wild parrots in San Francisco — I was fascinated. I’m glad you get to enjoy so many feathered wonders, dear Connie. Hugs to you….xoxo