The Slower Road

Continuing with our bird story from yesterday …

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baby robins!

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a parent with lunch, about to fly through the porch and into the nest

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when that parent (above) flew over her head and to the nest, Lila kept an eye on the chirping babies (on the other side of the porch) while lounging on the sofa

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Yes, yes, I know … it practically looks and feels like summer outside already. But we’re still witnessing a few sure signs of spring here in Lexington. Namely: baby birds!

A pair of robins (we call them Ozzie & Harriet) is now in its third year of building and inhabiting a nest on our front porch. Now on their third round of babies in that spot, they’re quite used to our comings and goings and don’t even mind it when we sit on the porch with them. We’re all so acclimated to each other, in fact, that Ozzie & Harriet don’t mind (too much) when our cat is on the porch with us. She, in turn, doesn’t seem too interested in the bird parents. But she is rather entranced by the high-pitched chirping of this year’s (three!) baby robins at feeding time.

For an off-topic springtime weekend, I thought I’d share a few photos of “our” birds. First, here’s one of the parents, about to fly up into the nest with some food. I don’t know of a good way to tell a male robin from a female, so I don’t know whether this is Ozzie or Harriet, but it’s clear that they both work hard at feeding their three hungry babies.

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