Yesterday when I came home from work, the weather was hot and steamy, and a big storm predicted. I took a few pictures of a lily and a daylily that had just opened.
Then building the top part of the nest with mud and grass, and then shaking her whole body repeatedly to loosen her chest feathers to create a brood patch, which would be in direct contact with the eggs. She’s shaking her body in the picture below.
Mom and dad!
Keeping cool . . .
As the storm moved in, and the sky darkened, I couldn’t help but feel a little worried about her. She was so vulnerable, with only herself and her feathers to protect her eggs. Then the skies opened up and it poured. Thunder boomed and lightening crackled. I could still see her up on her nest.
The storm raged for more than an hour, when finally it tapered off and it got lighter. The mother robin wasn’t on her nest.
This morning, though, I was happy to see her back . . .
And when I came home from work, I noticed she seem to be looking at something in the nest . . .