poetry and prose about place

Safe place for a nest

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No surprise to me … a robin has built a nest in the eaves of our house. Eighteen feet above the ground, this is a safe place for a nest. The robin does not think so. When I sit on the deck for my daily cup of tea, the robin sits in a near-by tree and scolds me. He gives a single annoyed chirp. If a robin could scowl, he is certainly scowling.

Written by jane tims

May 28, 2018 at 7:00 am

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  1. The least he could do is be genial to his host!

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    May 28, 2018 at 10:59 am

    • Hi. I think so too. I think I will give him a little leeway in this! I will let you know how it all works out. Jane


      jane tims

      May 28, 2018 at 3:54 pm

      • Last year a robin built her nest in a tree I wasn’t sure I was going to continue to let grow in my garden. She helped me decide, much to my tree’s relief! 🙂

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        May 29, 2018 at 9:16 am

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