What is this robin thinking? What kind of nest is this? It is almost a metre long, attached to one of the milled logs that makes up the front wall of our house. Most of the immense nest-beard is a piece of the 20-foot long Big Rope that hangs from between some trees in our yard. The Abominable Dog used to love to chase and chew on that rope, pulling off occasional strands and wadding them up into tangles. Fortunately the rope is perfectly functional still, but one of the wadded-up tangles was discovered by a robin. I would love to know how it got it up there.
The nest itself is just beginning to take shape, with the robins eagerly flying back and forth this evening. "It's not really a nest yet," I said after dinner. "It's more a stockpile of materials for a potential nest." Chuck quipped "reminds me of some people we know."
I don't think they read this blog, but if they do, I think they'll see the humour (and the truth) in that remark. And they'll know who they are. ;-)