I had intended to write a longer, more introspective post for today, but yesterday was a gorgeous day, so we decided to get outdoors and enjoy the weather instead of sitting in front of a computer.
One of my favourite things to do is to take day trips and visit neighbouring towns. Sometimes I do a little research and pinpoint areas of interest before we venture into new areas. Other times we simply jump in the car and head to ‘wherever’. And that’s what we did yesterday. Headed to ‘wherever’. We jumped into the car and drove west to a couple of areas nearby. We had no idea where to go or what to visit, but eventually found two places that always work for us: 1) The Dairy Queen (can you possibly go wrong with ice cream?) and 2) a park by the lake. Give me a spot near water anytime and I’m as happy as can be.
Anyway, so all that to say that there’s no philosophical, thought-provoking post for today. Just a few pictures of a baby robin that stopped by for a visit early last week.
This little cutie was hanging around with his papa all afternoon. I’m assuming dear old dad was showing him the ropes.
When they flew into this tree, papa robin left baby robin on a branch and flew off to find some food. Baby robin waited patiently for papa to return without making a sound and without moving one step. Until I moved closer with the camera. Baby robin was a little startled by the sound of my camera and he tried to fly further away. He could barely fly and ended up crashing into branches, but eventually landed on one safely.
When papa robin returned, he went to the branch where he had left baby robin waiting. When he didn’t see baby robin, he anxiously called out to him. Baby robin chirped loudly “I’m here, papa, I’m over here”, and papa robin flew to him. It was the cutest thing watching these two calling out to each other.
How could baby robin not respond to papa when papa was returning with food? Baby robins have huge appetites and eat several times a day. Papa and mama robins work very hard to keep a baby robin’s belly full.
After baby robin was fed, he flew away with papa into the next yard. But I did manage to take one last photo of him before he was gone.
It’s moments like these that make me sigh and say “Life is simply beautiful.”