Sunday, May 12, 2013
I've been keeping my eye on this nest. It was already built with sweet little blue eggs in it when I first saw it. Then I saw Mrs. Robin bringing a worm to the babies. Then on another day, I saw both adults hovering protectively nearby. Although I didn't see the babies, I knew they must've been on the ground somewhere, learning to fly.
That was not the case.
On another day soon afterwards, I saw the nest, with no parents anywhere around, and the poor little birds dead in the nest. That was a sad, sad day. I can't imagine what happened.