We've waited so long, it seems, for the four eggs to hatch. Mama and Daddy Robin have made the nest and have made countless trips to the nest after laying four eggs. I think that the color of Robin's eggs is one of the prettiest colors there is. They seem so small...for a little creature to emerge from. These pictures are from the internet...I didn't want to disturb them yet, because Momma was waiting out by the drive with a worm in her mouth. I guess we will have to sort of give up the porch for a while, because Robins just don't come near, when humans are around. The wreath, where the nest was built, is just hanging with fishing line and moves every time the wind blows. I know that I will worry about our new babies...every time the day is windy. It might even cause me to lose sleep.
Moving around the yard, I heard, at the peak of the roof, squabbling sounds. Two chipping sparrows were having a tussle. Up and down the side of the house just picking on each other. Being so nasty. Finally, after quite a long time, one of them fell to the ground and landed on my foot. I think he was stunned. He sat there for the longest time...and I hardly took in a breath. There we were bird and woman...almost not breathing. Finally, he cocked his little head and then did it again as if to say..."Who are you?" Startled, he flew away. I'm sure he was scared to death, but I was delighted to have been a safe place to land for a tiny bird. These encounters make my life in the garden so special. My eyes are always looking for things to see in nature and when something unusual happens...I'm so entertained.
I'm on the lookout for snakes on these warm days. Every time I reach my hand into some greenery or the watering can or a bucket...I'm on the lookout. I'm seldom without my deerskin gardening gloves and usually wear a long sleeved shirt just because of these inhabitants of my garden. I guess that we can learn to coexist with them ...I just wish they didn't startle me so.
Balisha
