“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan



Okay, this is NOT a great picture. (The usually  ever-wonderful Michael suggested that I should've coaxed the robin to turn around! Hmmpppfff!!)

This is the beginning of the nest - it was larger when I checked later (and, no, the robin was not around to kindly sit for a more a more dignified pose). It's a nest that will be lucky to survive. Other birds have tried this spot before - last year, I think it was blue jays - with no luck. There's just not that much room - I'm amazed the nests actually stay put - and it's too close to the staircase where cats linger & stare. But there's hope - it's spring, & the robin obviously believes  it to be a good spot. It's in a cherry laurel tree, and it's nestled with a dogwood at the corner of the house. I'll keep my eye on it. And  take a cue from it - I've begun a new small painting, which is still in the "adding texture & paint & gel & more paint" stage & it looks as hopeless & disorganized as this little nest, but, like the robin, I know beginnings are messy & difficult, but that you have to start somewhere.


  1. I love the Robin butt picture. I once chased a friends flock of hens around for an hour trying to get pictures of their behinds close up! The darn thing was, they so like people, everytime i got close, they turned around to greet me!

  2. That is too funny, and sounds like it might be a little scary if there are a LOT of chickens!


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