This poor beautiful mother American Robin was found two doors down in my neighbor’s yard, on its last leg I might say. Poor thing it was so stressed and scared. It had a broken left leg and even sadder she had sat so desperately on the nest during the storm that she squashed her egg. I can just imagine her with her claws digging into the nesting material with all their little scrawny might. The wind howling and hail raining down her for a good solid 30 minutes. Maybe she had a heart attack and then was blown from the nest. We looked around and didn’t find an empty nest. Although I did quite unexpectedly find one in my yard today. At first I thought for sure it must have belonged to her but I don’t think so. That seems too far away and the wind was blowing the other direction. She wouldn’t have been out flying in that horrible mess. First here is the beautiful sweet American Robin who died in my hands. All I can think is at least it didn’t die being eaten by a cat.
I was so surprised when I found this nest today right outside my kitchen window. I am always looking out of this window how could I not have seen a bird building this. It’s large and very well made. I am so impressed with it. There has never been a nest in this clump of shrubs before it’s more like a landing ground in mid-flight. A little layover spot.