Sometimes nature sends you a message.
Just as our daughter is graduating from high school and getting ready to leave home for college, there arefour robins nests surrounding our house. It seems nature is giving me a front row seat to the lesson of how to let our children fly.
From our dining room window I can peek into one of the nests. I watched as the egg hatched and the featherless baby bird struggled to move its scrawny body. Every day he got stronger. Being privy to accelerated “bird time” it amazed me just how quickly he grew.
On one of my bird watching days I was confused because the mother’s feathers were now spotted, and then I realized – it was the baby bird filling that nest completely. He had grown