We've got a family of robins, with three young ones, somewhere around. They come to our back grass around sunset to look for bugs, and the babies (as big as the parents, but not red yet) do this little chirping, mouth open, flutter their wings dance to beg for food from mom. Noisier than the fighting dads.
We've got a family of robins, with three young ones, somewhere around. They come to our back grass around sunset to look for bugs, and the babies (as big as the parents, but not red yet) do this little chirping, mouth open, flutter their wings dance to beg for food from mom. Noisier than the fighting dads.
ReplyDeleteOur regular robin, Newton, recently brought Junior to our garden for the first time. All speckly and curious and daft....
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