Once again we have baby robins growing up outside our porch. Last time we saw them I got photos of the baby blue eggs. This time, I was busy with my daughter’s bat-mitzvah in early June when I first noticed a mama robin sitting on a nest in a bush that I really would love to trim down in size. By the time I had my camera ready to photograph them, they were hatched young robins, asking for food from mama or papa robin.
I used my telephoto lens to reach the young robins for a photo. Can you see the young robins crying for food?
So I will be waiting a little longer before I find someone to do the trimming. These bushes are too big to trim on my own.
Here’s the mama robin (or is it the papa?) sitting on the nest.
Have you ever seen baby robins? Do you ever find that watching a birth or young one in nature can help when feeling a sense of loss?