My friend Jill was over for a visit this morning and told me she saw a baby robin hopping around our yard. I am assuming it was Mamma Robin making such a rukus...chirping and swooping, flying and lighting on a nearby branch. There were actually two adult robins doing this. An aunt maybe? EDIT: After doing some more reading in Comstock, I find that the 2 robins are actaully the parents of this young bird.
Our Comstock book says, "It is an anxious time for the old robins when the young ones leave the nest, and they flutter about and scold at anyone who comes in sight, so afraid are they that injury will come to their inexperienced young ones..."
This certainly proves true! I know I am causing these two adult robins some stress, and undoubtedly scaring the feathers off the baby, so I'll go in now and let the lessons in the "Robinhood" continue peacefully. Besides, the mosquitos are about to eat me alive this muggy Friday morning.
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