the mystery of the robin’s nest

Once upon a time in 2012, we discovered a bird’s nest on the top of our brick column. One day in June, the wind blew it down. There were some shell remnants, but no birds.

I love this nest. I decided to keep it on my front porch by our no soliciting sign and by our heart rock from Patti. It was a cheerful greeting for me at the front door.

Last week we noticed 2 robins busily gathering grass from the back yard. One was rather plump. Joy… a new family building their home somewhere nearby. I noticed a few lovely droppings on my rock in the nest and slowly, day after day, more pieces of grass disappeared from the nest on the porch. One morning we discovered the softest parts of the nest were gone and many were knocked to the ground below.

This morning, I was outside and was telling Jimmy the tale of the nest and I beheld that it was missing. What! I can’t imagine that any person would take it. But I really do believe that those mama & papa robin’s somehow wrestled the rock out of the nest and picked it apart for their new home. Now, that is recycling. I will miss our nest. I do wish I knew where the new nest was so we could peek in and see some new baby birds. sigh…
Perhaps someday the mystery will be solved.