Three days ago, I walked out the front door and found this:
And salvage/gleanings/construction materials here:
There was no sign of the builder anywhere. But I was thinking — Oh boy. Here we go again. This has been going on for about three years.
Two days ago, this:
And salvage/gleanings/construction materials…
Still, no builder.
One day ago…
And, the builder…
What was she thinking?
I’m thinking this robin is one straw short of a full nest. This is a very narrow porch. I skulked in the front hall to get these shots of the builder. I had to take them through the glass, so they aren’t as sharp as I would like them to be.
Busy little builder. Tucking in everything just right. Nice feathers, toots.
This is the furthest along any of the builders have gotten in the last three years. I don’t think she’ll stay.
The going in.
The coming out.
But if she does, she’ll have a nice little incubator there when the light goes on.
Note: Be sure to click on the images, so you get a bigger, better version of each. There were so many, I didn’t want to clutter the post.