A short robin's tale

By Mo Conlan

Outside my window, in the honeysuckle tree, mother robin sits on her finely wrought nest. Father robin flies in with a worm in his beak and drops it into the nest. Mother robin squawks and shoos him away. The eggs haven’t hatched yet. The worms come after.

Maybe this father robin is new at parenthood. Eager. He’s going to be a good provider. They are going to fight.

After Short Robin Tale, read Patty's story of a different species.