Meanwhile the parent -- mother or father, I don't know which -- is nearby, lovingly digging up worms and hopping over and direct-delivering them into the mouth of the baby who doesn't look much like a baby. The "little" one follows its parent around, and makes the most remarkable sounds, like a tiny radio on the fritz, with all kinds of random screeches and static and buzzing. When there are two or three babies in the yard all hopping desperately after their mothers or fathers and going on like that you can hardly hear yourself think.
This one was making a huge racket yesterday afternoon, almost on the front porch. Its mother or father was half-way across the yard, so maybe it was feeling lost and anxious. Or maybe it was just yelling "I want my dinner!" Or "Wow, I've never seen so much grass!" I had to take the picture through the screen door and it isn't very clear. But I think you can see its speckles if you look hard, and you can see that, really, it doesn't have a clue.
This one was making a huge racket yesterday afternoon, almost on the front porch. Its mother or father was half-way across the yard, so maybe it was feeling lost and anxious. Or maybe it was just yelling "I want my dinner!" Or "Wow, I've never seen so much grass!" I had to take the picture through the screen door and it isn't very clear. But I think you can see its speckles if you look hard, and you can see that, really, it doesn't have a clue.
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I've been hearing the robin babies too, but haven't seen any yet. Perhaps after this soft rain we're having this morning they will come out.
Love your description, they remind me of teenagers who are saying "What? I have to do this MYSELF?"...
My post is about a robin's nest full of newly hatched we just found in a shrub right up against this old house. The shrub was only planted about four weeks ago!
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