Slow Food: Robin Waiting for Dinner

This robin’s first brood were two such big louts that I think they burst their nest. Certainly, they fell to the ground, where she fed them for a week until they were big enough to flutter off and figure things out on their own. Part of their survival strategy was a glorious day spent learning to forage … for my strawberries. They ate every last one. So, now I know why I grew those things. This apricot, though, strategically swelling right above the robin’s new nest, looks about ready to be ripe just in time for her second clutch of eggs to hatch. I hope she’s saving it for herself.

P1120945American Robin and Her Apricot

Now I know why I pruned out the snag of branches in that place.


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