April 22 – Sunday – Warm – Eggs are in the nest, how many remains to be seen. Momma bird sits and flies off to eat, returning to sit again. She repeats this throughout daylight hours.
April 23 – Monday – Warm – Momma bird off and on nest.
April 24 – Tuesday – Warm upper 70’s – Momma bird off and on the nest, never leaving it more than a few minutes.
April 24 – Wednesday – Rain – Momma bird does not leave the nest from what I could tell.
April 25 – Thursday morning – Momma bird on the nest – cold early. Temp warmed to mid 60’s late afternoon and I noted both birds foraging for food and eating all they found. momma bird was on the nest fat and satisfied before dark.
April 26 – Friday a.m. – cool. 6:30 a.m. Momma bird on the nest. 11 a.m. Momma bird off the nest foraging for food. Papa bird in the tree watching me and the nest. 4 pm both birds searching for food. dark – momma bird on the nest
April 27 – Saturday a.m. – cool rain. 6:30 both birds on the nest attend baby or babies – feeding or cleaning or something. Action one of the birds took appeared to be “pecking” into the next and I assume it was feeding babies. 9:30 a.m. both birds hunting food in the rain, walking the yard with eye turned toward the grass looking for worms/bugs.
April 30 – Monday – 82 degrees with bright sunshine. Daughter reported seeing 3 baby birds as one of the adults fed them. Didn’t see either bird on the nest during daylight hours. My guess is feeding the babies is a full time job now for both adults.
May 1 – Tuesday – Both birds are active in caring for babies. 2 pm both adults were on the nest feeding them.
May 2 – Wednesday – 6:45 a.m. One bird was on the nest, then the other flew up and joined him/her. The one that had been sitting on the babies, flew off down to the edge of the road where two doves were pecking around. The one that arrived fed the babies and then gently wiggled and settled down on them. This one has a big patch of white behind its legs and appears larger than the other.
May 6 – Monday – 6:45 a.m. – Momma bird fed in our front yard and then flew across the street to a tall tree 100 feet or so from our house. I assume she has a new nest. She and hubby were “fighting” a few days ago and I’m certain the squabbling I saw was more of a mating dance. Babies fill the nest – four heads and beaks stick up above the edge of the nest. I wonder how they can move they are so tightly packed within it.
May 7 – Tuesday – 8 a.m. – Poppa bird is busy hunting for worms and bugs. Momma helps some, but not often. Baby birds no longer have just gray fuzz and beginnings of flight wings that they had Sunday morning. Their feathers look more adult. The babies have grown so large that they can no longer all four sit crammed together within the nest. Two have moved more to the “top” of the bunch and sit somewhat atop the other two. I wonder how they keep from falling out. Their movement seems jerky and uncoordinated. I worry that they will tumble out of the nest too early. Hubby cut the grass late in the day. I counted babies to make sure there wasn’t one on the ground. Do Robin babies do like Mockingbirds? Do they drop from the nest before they can fly? Do they screech from the ground for the parents to find and feed them? If they do, how will we keep from stepping on them?
May 8 – Wednesday – 6:45 a.m. I had to look twice to make sure what I was seeing were baby birds and not two adult birds. It’s amazing how quickly the babies are growing now. Two birds are quite evident as they perch near the edge of the nest. They are almost the size of their parents. And, the feathers on their chest have developed a slight rust hue. It must be exhausting for the dad to continue to feed and satisfy the appetites of these babies. Four huge baby Robins. I hope they all live to have babies of their own.
May 9 – Thursday – And, then there were three. The fourth baby was no where to be seen today. I’m unsure if he disappeared today or sometime yesterday. Hubby cut grass yesterday evening and I wondered about the babies then. And, hoped they were all safely in their nest. Not far from the nest is a large clump of Peonies. Perhaps the little one has taken shelter there. Wherever it is, the parents are not feeding it – at least I’ve not seen them do so. They (yes, both) go only to the nest with worms and I’ve not heard a baby bird crying for attention. In fact, I’ve heard NO noise from the baby birds at all. Apparently they are not like Mockingbirds who tumble from their nests and run about on scrawny legs and squawk and complain until a parent finds and feeds them.
May 10 – Friday – 6:45 a.m. The three in the nest are huge. Their rusty red breasts are very evident as they sit upon the nest. Tail feathers are only nubs, but they are growing. More like adult robins they appear this morning. I watched both parents feed the birds within minutes of each other and return to hunt for more worms. Rain is falling today with storms forecast. I wonder how the remaining three will fare when the wind picks up and the rain blows against them. There’s no way to hunker down and ride it out now. I don’t see how the three robins are able to remain in the nest. Before the day’s end, one will probably tumble out. I read that only 1 out of 4 baby Robins make it to maturity and raise babies of their own. That means of the 4 I have watched grow, only 1 will live to be 1 year old. 10:00 a.m. – two babies remain in the nest. One of them perches on the edge of the nest, awaiting the return of the parents, stretching and fluttering it’s little wings. Its tail feathers look like they’ve grown a half an inch since earlier this morning. I look around for the two missing and don’t see them. 1 pm – one baby and only one remains in the nest. I watched off and on for an hour and a half and didn’t see either parent arrive with food. The baby watched, too. Hungry and eager to eat. His/her movement was erratic and jerky – but it exercised its wings, stretching and fluttering, then preened it’s feathers and settled in for a nap as it tucked its head under its wing. I had not noticed any noise from the babies at all until this bird was alone. And, I noticed he/she would utter a harsh “CHURP” from time to time as if calling to parents. At times it teetered on the edge of the nest and I held my breath afraid it would topple out. I left the house about 3. Daughter sent a text at 3:45 to say the final bird left the nest as she was entering the house. It fluttered from the nest and into the window, bounced off and fluttered to the ground. It appeared to be okay. One of the adults flew down and landed beside it and led the baby away. She captured video of two of the babies. 4:30 pm – Hubby and I headed out to walk and we saw one of the baby robins hop onto the bumper of Daughter’s car. His/her chest was rusty red with spots and splotches on it. Legs were long and scrawny – “bird legs” and he seemed lost. Daughter said that when the last bird left the nest he had seemed confused and afraid to do so but either fell or launched himself and once on the ground looked up toward the nest as if to say, “Oh no! What do I do? Why did I do that??” At least one of the parents was attentive to the two babies we saw – feeding and watching. And, from time to time, we would hear the harsh “CHURP” of a baby Robin.
May 11 – Saturday – 6:45 a.m. – Daughter saw two baby birds in our side yard, just beyond the fence that separates the front from side yard, only feet from where she videoed them yesterday. I saw two robins in the front yard searching for worms. Apparently they continue to care for them fora while after they leave the nest, but when it was time for them to leave, the parents stopped feeding them unless they were OUT of the nest. Interesting.
May 12 – Sunday – Throughout the day Daughter noted 2 of the baby birds – no longer looking so much like babies. Tail feathers, now long, bobbed along behind them as they hopped. Wings had grown long enough and strong enough to support them in flight. No longer able to perch low to the ground, they are now able to seek shelter in the trees. Parents still tend to them and remain close, feeding them occasionally. But, for the most part, Juniors are on their own. Daughter wondered about the other two…what happened to them. I’ve wondered, too. Daughter-in-love is awaiting the birth of her daughter. We are on baby watch. The doctor said it could be any day now. Baby birds have left the nest. It’s time for Grandbaby #1 to leave hers. 🙂