Chronicling New Baby Birds

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I love nests.  I remember the first one I ever saw up close; it was made of horsehair when I was a girl in California. It was tucked away into the rafters of our garage for years, always catching my eye. Perhaps my affinity for them is related to my passion for nesting as a verb. One of my favorite books is even called Nesting, It’s A Chick Thing by Ame Mahler Beanland & Emily Miles Terry.

Recently, our family found a welcome surprise in our honeysuckle trellis. Robins graciously nested low enough to easily track the progress of their family.

I can’t think of a color that makes me happier than the blue decorating Robin’s eggs. A few days later…

Just 2 days later…

4 days later…

Today I could see their feathers before I even peeked into the nest. It has been cold and rainy here, I am glad to see they appear well.

My daughter was fortunate to catch the eggs hatching on her Ipod but as of yet we have been unable to transfer it here. We’ll keep trying, it is an amazing thing to witness, even second hand. There were 4 eggs, 3hatched, the other one is missing. It isn’t on the ground below. Any ideas what happens to eggs that don’t hatch? 

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About christasterken

Committed to a life of purpose. Learning to live abundantly. Embracing creativity. Questioning. Delighting in the comforts of home and family. Determining not to settle only for how things are, but how they could be. Writing is part of who I am, so I trust In God who gave the gift to show me how I can serve Him through it. That is my life…one word at a time. Psalm 89:11a“Teach me your way , O Lord, and I will walk in your truth”

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