My heart was beating fast. I tried to get a closer look or a up close photograph of the nest without doing anything that might convince the mother to vacate the premises, such as leaving my scent behind or getting too close to the nest. Oftentimes, when I opened the screen door, that was enough to motivate her to fly away. Eventually, persistence and patience prevailed, and I captured this.
But, I predicted that she was sitting out some precious cargo; whenever she flew from the nest, she didn't fly far.
Here she is, on a fence, not far from the nest.
Today, I was eager to spot her again. But, I did my best to give her as much peace and quiet as I could muster and only checked up on her a few times in the day. And, I told the girls to leave the momma robin alone.
"Why?" asked my girls.
Because, she's afraid of us and she needs to stay home to take care of baby robin eggs, where baby robins will eventually emerge. Here she is, again, in a close by tree.
I am anxiously awaiting the sound of little baby robins. I do not have baby envy or baby-hatching envy. Lest you forget, I have four children, two of which are still babies. But, I do admire watching other babies in the making.
Take care Momma Robin.