the downspout, right outside my dining room
the house finch nest
Mr. Finch
For several years, robins have built nests under my back deck. I don't mind them, either, although they do tend to yell at me every time I go out the basement door for the few weeks that they have babies in the nest.
This year, for the first time ever, I have barn swallows building a nest on the house. This makes me very happy. DH is, of course, less than enthused. (Really, a little bird poop is not that big of a deal, especially when you think of how many mosquitoes a swallow eats every day. I'll take a little poop on the deck in exchange for thousands fewer mosquitoes.)
the back of the house
there are actually two bird nests in this picture
Let's zoom in a little, shall we, and find those nests.
look up, toward the soffit
the swallow nest, built on the edge of the sewing room east window
a close-up of the swallow nest as they were building it
four little robins peeking over the edge,
waiting for mom and dad to bring food
robin parent dutifully gathering worms for its hungry young
the next day, only two little robins were in the nest
Mama Robin sat in the tree, coaxing them out
brave baby robin in the grass,
where it landed after it's first flight from the nest
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