Mother Nature Has a Sense of Humour Too

It is that time of year when the weather begins to warm up that birds begin to migrate back to us. There are numerous grackles, robins and the odd cardinal flittering about eyeing up possible nesting sites in preparation for mating season. A rafter of our back deck has been chosen by a very lovely robin who has some of the brightest markings I have ever seen of the species. She/he also possesses heavily white flecked rings around its eyes making its eyes seem larger than they really are. The robin is continually bringing dried grass to this spot in attempts of fashioning a groovy love pad, however, with every fresh load of grass 99% of the last batch goes overboard and onto the cover of our pool. It has been trying to build a nest for the last four days, yet every night I spy through our kitchen window to see of any progress made only to find dried grass floating on the pool cover or strewn across the floor of the deck. It has become a constant source of amusement for my family to watch the ineptitude of this robin and to comment on how Mother Nature has seen fit to gift us with a blonde robin.