I am utterly smitten with our neighbor’s new babies–all three of them. I don’t really know our neighbor all that well–she just moved in about a month ago. But she lives a busy life–building the most lovely home in our grape arbor and now, a working Mom with three hungry mouths to feed. Really, it’s no wonder she doesn’t seem very welcoming when I approach.
This is her oldest little robin baby. He hatched out a couple of days ahead of his siblings, and from the first day he could hold up his wobbly little head, he’s been a curious little bird, peering at me over the side of the nest almost every time I go by.
This photo is for my friend June. She is a gifted photographer (and fine writer) who has given me much pleasure with her extraordinary animal pictures, especially her bird shots. She has a keen eye and an obvious love for nature. I think we are kindred spirits.
So, little robin, welcome to the world. You’ll soon be soaring high above us, the earthbound ones. You’ll forget the big strange creature with the wild hair who visited your nest every morning. But I won’t forget you, my little feathered one. I won’t forget you.