This weekend, while upstairs cleaning out more of the unfinished room, I happened to look out an unopened window and spotted the following:
|It's obvious why they call that lovely shade "Robin's Egg Blue"|
Last week, a robin flew into the kitchen window (which is on the same side of the house, but below this attic window). She didn't hit hard like she couldn't see the glass, more like she was trying to land on it. I was surprised, and she must have been more surprised at seeing me. It happened several times over the course of a few days, which was very odd. Now I realize she must have been scouting out a nest spot and settled on the second story ledge with a view.
Here is one of the chicks checking out Jeff's iPhone camera lens from the safety of my lap. This is our two and a half week old Silver Laced Wyandotte named Cluck Norris (she's very bold and brave and came jumping out of the stacked cages at the feedstore with a roundhouse kick):