the nest recently vacated by the baby robins

Last Saturday I went walking somewhere I haven't been to in awhile. It's a place with steep inclines, old stacked stone fences, and wildflowers.

There were also big trees and some wide open spaces. I had the place to myself, so I practiced whistling bird calls. When you do this does it seem like they answer you too? 

This mass of wild phlox smelled heavenly as I walked by. Such a pretty flower.

As if that wasn't enough, there was also a babbling brook. As I write this, I have just talked myself into going back there tomorrow morning. To do this exact same walk. AND, see if the birds are really responding to my calls and I wasn't just imagining it.   

Speaking of birds...

I removed the nest recently vacated by the baby robins. I have it on my front porch and filled it with treasures collected from the earth. Along with a teeny jade plant and a special bird my friend Barb gave me many moons ago. 

Comments

[Nanci]

Oh Carol, how I loved that nature walk with you, the phlox, the babbling brook, and finally, that gorgeous nest that the robins have vacated, so good of you to make use of it and what a pretty montage to remind you of the robin family, right there on your porch. Filled with nature's treasures, priceless.

[Chrissy]

That thing about you copying bird calls works the other way too. There's a blackbird which lives in our hedge. I love to hear it at dawn (it drives our neighbour crazy singing on his chimney as the sound goes right down into their bedroom). I think my blackbird copies us calling our dog: bubeee, bubee. Plus the rest of his beautiful song. That's what I believe anyway.

What a lovely wild walk you took and photographed for us. Thank you.