Day 521: Fledgling

When we woke, it was quiet, no frantically chirping baby robins.  But where did they go?   I strolled around the yard to assess our progress and decide where to work next.  As I passed the park bench,   my movements startled a baby sitting on the back rest.  It flew low and wobbly into the street and I feared it would be hit.   Fortunately, it flew right back into the garden.  Mom delivered worms to another baby hiding in the weigela. But that's only two of the five babies.   I hope the cats don't discover them.

Fledgling

A million roses

The Stone Wall Garden

(Finished!)