Nesting

Mama Robin tending her young.

Mama Robin and I have a lot in common. She had some new babies in April in the nest under the porch eaves that has been occupied by either her or Robins past for the last four years. Every time the Robin’s nest, they’ve built another level to their home. It’s quite tall now and almost resembles the Leaning Tower of Pisa. Mama Robin usually has two broods in the spring and we’ve been waiting for her to roost for a second time but nothing. Then this morning looking out the window as I filled my tea pot with fresh water for my comforting cup of first morning tea, I noticed something hanging from the little fort section of the kid’s swing set. Ever the investigator or maybe just a nosy neighbor, I went out back to see what it was. Sure enough Mama Robin was hard at work building a new nest! But what a spot - on the swing set? She must see how much joy my kids get from playing on that thing that she decided her wee ones might enjoy the new location.

I guess even Mama Robin gets bored with her old home and has that itch to move and redecorate come spring. Now that I have officially completed my teaching semester, my Master’s degree, and had baby Finn, my nesting instincts have kicked back in and I’ve been itching to reorganize things around the house and in the shop. My faithful new partner Keri and I, whom I did Brimfield with last fall, moved into a new spot together at the Cider Mill in March. Thanks to all her hard work, Keri has kept the shop fresh, new, and ever changing while I was out of commission with school and the new baby. Now that I’m getting my energy back, it is my turn to repay the favor and keep things moving at the shop while she waits for her new bundle to be born any day now.