Feeding after some of the babies have ventured out of the nest.
All but one seem to be ready for some food. After the food arrived the other one quickly responded to it.
A few days after I was able to get this photo all four of the little ones successfully fledged.
That was one of the most exciting events I have ever witnessed in my bird watching. I was able to get a couple of photos of mama robin and the babies later in the backyard.
What happens in nature is absolutely amazing.
Every year I look forward to seeing beautiful robins in my yard. I know then there will soon be beautiful green colored leaves on the trees. some of the trees will have colorful flowers.
Everything looks new and fresh. The birds are singing, and new babies will soon be coming. A few years ago I was blessed to watch and get photos of baby robins hatching out and fledging.
What joy it brought to me to watch and take photos of both the male and female robins feeding their little ones.
When I started this blog, I wasn’t going to post photos I have taken, but some of them I want to share. What happens in nature is just so amazing it brings me joy to share some of what I have seen and captured in photos.
Blessings to all and I hope you take the time to enjoy some of the little things out in nature.
As a child I had two dresses that I loved. They are the only dresses I remember.
One dress was a green and white checked dress my mother made from flour sacks. I was very young when she made the dress. She was surprised when I mentioned the dress after I became an adult and told her how much I loved the dress. She said I was only 4 years old.
The other dress was the first and only Easter dress I remember ever having. It was the prettiest dress I had ever had. Not long before Easter we moved to a state where the weather was colder than where we had been living.
All I remember about that dress is how pretty it was and how cold my sister and I were in our short sleeve pretty dresses when we went to church on Easter Sunday.
I think about those two dresses often and how happy they made me. I am so thankful for a loving, praying mother that worked hard to see her girls never went without basic needs.
“You don’t stop laughing when you grow old, you grow old when you stop laughing.” ~George Bernard Shaw
