We were out visiting today. On our ride home, my daughter decided to take a nap in her car seat. Once we arrived I could not bare to wake her. So, I sat in the parked car with her while she slept. Luckily, there was a beautiful breeze, and the Robin entertained me some. It was peaceful. I imagine the Robin as a father, working hard to maintain his intricate nest…
Mother Robin called to me from the other side of the nest. She had a shrill tone in her voice and I knew I must scurry over to her. “Father Robin…look at what the babies did while they were exercising their wings!” she shrieked. “What a mess! There is a hole 1 inch wide here! What will I do with those babies?” Oh my, Mother Robin is fretting over the smallest of things lately. I truly wish she would find some time to fly solo every once in awhile. I just got back from picking some berries, but I guess I shall go out again to start collecting grasses to patch the hole. Beastly little buggers, always getting into trouble. They just can’t grow up fast enough.
My wings were aching from a long day of running errands, and I could feel the heavy weight of my body pulling me toward the ground as I dove out of the nest. I decided to search for some twigs near the old minty green ranch. It always has a wonderful crop of dead grasses and leaves. They make for the best nest patches. The air is a bit breezy today, and my landing was a little rough.
Fantastic! It is a gold mine here, Mother Robin will be so happy. “Whistle while you work”. Oh, this grass is still stuck in the ground. Hm, that’s alright, I’ll just give it a little tug or two. There we go! Viola! Oh wait, there is some dirt clumps stuck to it, so I’ll just shake my head as quickly as possible to get them….wait a minute….who is this woman watching me? Why on earth is she sitting in her car like that? Maybe I shouldn’t be here, it is kind of creepy. I’ll just set these grasses down for a moment while I assess the situation.
Hop, hop. Hm. Well, I guess she is just going to have to watch me steal from her garden, because there is just too much here, and I am much too tired to find any other place to go. My mouth is now getting full, this should do it. Off we go. Mother Robin will be so relieved to have the hole fixed. I am so exhausted, I just can’t wait to be done for the night. I will rest my wings on the new grasses, fluff myself a wonderful warm coat, and watch my babies fall into the sweet slumber of the beautiful evening.
