During the long weeks of preparation for National History Day, I had to send my documents (seemingly thousands) for printing to Stephanie’s office on the third floor, one floor up from my temporary office, located in an historic house. It was kind of a pain to have to walk up the narrow spiral stairway. I was glad for the bit of exercise I got walking up and down ten or twenty times each day, but wished there were a different way to get my “stuff!” There was one thing that I noticed that made a huge difference in my attitude as I climbed up and down and up and down….
One day as I waited for a document, I looked out Stephanie’s window, where I saw a mother robin at her nest in the tree just outside. That window overlooks Willingtown Square- the tiny pocket park around which the Historical Society’s buildings are located on the west side of Market Street. A mother- a little bit of sweetness and light in this otherwise very rainy, cloudy and dreary spring season we’ve had.
She was so incredibly devoted that it was almost like I had scored a coup when I looked and she wasn’t in the nest tending to the four tiny eggs, or on the ground just at the foot of the tree. I saw her facing east and west, with her wings spread out to cover the nest from the rain… in every which way it seems. I can tell you that I would not want to be a mother bird having to watch a nest 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. It is not an enviable job.
As I walked into the office today, it was sunny and I felt a bit lighter. I noticed mom on the grass hunting for worms so I said hello to her as I passed, wondering when the eggs might hatch. I really didn’t give her or the eggs a second thought until 11:45 when I went up to retrieve a print out and guess what! The babies are here! There are four tiny funny-feathered babies! I had to tell someone and Stephanie, who has commiserated with the rain-soaked mother was not around, so I called up to Andrea with the good news! She hadn’t known about our real life drama and we just stared at the wonder of the babies, all breathing so heavily and looking so cute and funny. Happily, we saw mom return and then two opened their mouths incredibly wide! I’m not sure but it seems like their beeks are equal size to the rest of their tiny bodies!
I know that baby robins are not rare- but what a glimpse of mother nature’s everyday miracles. Sunshine and baby robins! Hoorah, spring is here!
Happy weekend! Good luck babies and mom! To all the mom’s of the world- you are amazing!