This story of about a robin's rearing of her tiny babies will bring you hope as winter begins to turn into spring. READ NOW!
HERE'S A SNIPPET OF THIS GUEST POST BY JUDITH MORRISON:
It was the beginning of summer during one of our scheduled evening phone calls, when my mother first mentioned a robin was building a nest in her light fixture on the balcony.
“But I swept away the twigs the bird had started collecting,” she said. “Some of the twigs are still on the balcony floor. What a mess!” She’d have to go out and finish the sweeping later.
The following evening while on the phone with her, after going over all the horrible news events of the day, she told me that the robin came back. “The robin started building her nest in the same fixture. She’s out there now.”