While I’m beginning to think that we need to consider a Committee on the Building of an Ark in these environs, with all the rain that has fallen in the past couple of days, the good side of that is that the blooming plants and shrubs are happily soaking all this water in. Further, the rain has washed some of that pollen away, for which my nose and head are grateful.
This morning, I happened to glance out of my downstairs bathroom window, and was amazed to see a tiny ark of sorts being constructed in the bush there. Yep, a Mama Robin is busy building a nest for her future brood. I found that by standing very, very still, I didn’t scare her away, and so was able to watch, in wonder, as she arranged some long strands of dried grass and tiny twigs to shape her nest. Later, while she was out finding food for herself, I opened the window and the screen, and took a picture of the nursery-in-progress.
The Lion King Baby is currently visiting his feline cousins in Salisbury (one of whom tolerates him, two of whom despise him, all of whom line up at the door to go outside as soon as they see him–they are all allowed outdoors but he is not. . .), and so I suspect he would be most interested in these recent birdie developments. Now I have to figure out how to keep him out of that window this spring so Mama Robin can finish her nest and sit on her eggs in peace and quiet. Hmmm. . methinks this is going to be a bit of a challenge. . .
Hmmm …. i can haz cheezburger?