After more than 10 years, I finally got Pumpkin to swim by tossing a favored stick just off shore from a reservoir. She wanted it bad enough to step into deep water and grab it. I saw her front feet paddling back, stick in mouth. Do not tell her I posted this photo, please.
We have lived in this house for sixteen Springs, but only in the last two has a robin’s nest been built in the identical location, where a gutter downspout meets my home. Last year we had three baby birds, and perhaps the same parents have again nested. Joy!