Rockin’ Robin

I don’t know what it is with the Robins in our yard. They pick the most weird places to make a nest.
Last year, they chose our porch light, and basically out of politeness to them, they basically re-routed the way we entered and exited our own house!

This year, I think they have chosen the impossible.

Laura noticed this morning the nest being made in a corner of our barn, on its outside.

Before I could get excited, she pointed out to me that the place was impossible, there was too much of a slant.

But Mrs. Robin went at it anyway.

Mr. Robin kept watch from atop the barn.

I could almost here him saying, “This will never work dear.”

But she kept at it. Looking for materials all over the yard.

Returning to the slanted area…

Which would soon tumble…

One thing I noticed, as the nesting material spilled down into the upside down  trash can lid below, why she never went there collecting her material. She always flew away for new…

Anyway, this gave me a chance to teach Cameron the Rockin’ Robin song, which he loved. He loved watching the birds too.