There is a new nest in the Cherry tree. It is Robin, I can tell by the mud, messiness, and size. I think for sure it is the construction of the pair that have abandoned their eggs on the deck chair when the human activities exceeded their comfort zone. The little Killdeer, parked in the gravel pathway has no thoughts of leaving. When threatened, he screeches, flutters his wings, charges, and if it is a code 3 emergency, calls to this mate to come in for reinforcement. Today with the rain things should be more peaceful.
