Things move pretty quick around here.  First it was the bunnies, and now this.  After discovering the robin’s nest in our tree, I decided to keep an eye on it and see what develops (photography pun).    Sure enough, when I got home today, the momma robin was on the nest making some very strange faces.  Since I’m not a biologist, nor am I an avid birder, I could only guess what was going on.  My thought, the egg(s) are hatching!!

Knowing that I had a Bible Study to attend tonight, I thought it a good opportunity to try out my new timer control.  I set up my flash and the camera to take a picture every 15 seconds while I was gone.  I even made sure that there was an empty CF card in the camera to hold all the shots.  I could go to the Bible Study knowing that Canon was keeping an eye on the nest for me.

When I got home, I ran outside to see if momma was still on the nest, she wasn’t.  Still unable to see anything in the nest because I’m just not tall enough, I keep thinking I hear little chirps. Mom is no where to be found so I get as close as I can to the tree without disturbing anything, but I still cannot see inside the nest.

I anxiously brought everything in the house and began looking through the pictures.  It is then that I realized I should have also made sure there were fresh batteries in the flash because it stopped lighting the nest after about 15 minutes.  Still though, the pictures have enough light that I see the first sign that there are really is life in the nest.  A picture of Mom, with what looks like a worm in her mouth, perched to feed someone!

At this point, I don’t even care that the pictures aren’t perfect.  I just want to see what’s next.  I keep going and finally, on the very last picture that was taken, I see proof positive that there is at lest one baby in the nest!  Very slow shutter speed, and it was on a timer, but I have proof!  The evening has been a success!

Now I know that it will only be a matter of time (a couple of weeks probably) before the little one will break our hearts and fly away to live it’s own life.  I guess that is actually the best I can hope for.  Until then, I’ll do my best to provide a safe environment for the little guy (or gal) to grow up and learn to spread his wings and fly!  God put them in my yard, I’ll be a good steward.