I thought there were only three babies in this tiny nest, but alas there are four. Several days ago I found one tossed on the ground shivering in a cool rain. I picked him up and placed him back in the nest, and all appears to be well. Great stuff.
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!
Recently, while walking Pumpkin I found a bird egg that was just resting on the grass, nowhere near a tree. I noticed a hairline crack, but it appeared viable, with no liquid leaking. I cupped it gently and upon arriving home I placed it in a nest that I found just a day earlier.
This is the same robin I posted yesterday, giving me just one wary eye. After she took off for a bit, I quickly climbed up a ladder and grabbed this picture.
Aha! Two gorgeous blue eggs and the white one I placed in the nest. If the odd egg hatches I will be thrilled to death. I may then be known as the man who saves birds. Do you think she will continue to lay eggs? How long do they incubate?