Once upon a time, in a fuchsia plant outside my dining room window, there was a family of robins.
There was a father robin.
And a mother robin.
And a nest with eggs.
Within two weeks, there were baby robins.
Soon they were all grown up.
They all left the nest and lived happily ever after.
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Adorable! Thanks for sharing!
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Thank you, Nadine! Sophia had fun with it too. We missed a few days while we were out of town and couldn’t believe how much they grew in that short time.
I once watched a nest and baby birds like this in our back yard 30 years ago while getting a tan on the patio. So fun!
That sounds quite relaxing. I should have done it that way instead. 🙂