While the sun still shone, a pair of robins brought their youngsters to see the worm hunting grounds.
|Waiting to be fed. They don't know how to find their own yet.|
|"Mommy? Where are you? I'm hungry!"|
I love looking up from the computer to see my garden, the lawn, and this time of year, a constant parade of youngsters; caterpillars, squirrels, chickadees (5 this spring), white crowned sparrows, the robins, and some evenings even raccoons. And once a mamma mallard led her brood down the walk and out to the street, probably heading for the puddles in the vacant lot.