Raining robins

Turdus americanus has exited the nest. Babies are plopping out of the sky and living up to their Latin by crapping on positively everything. One attempted a crash landing on the neighbor's chain link fence this morning, tumbling into the hostas below.

I found this little guy after a sweaty afternoon of weeding and setting out starts, when all of a sudden I really needed to go to the liquor store. In his dismay at my wanting to use the truck, he hurled himself, all parts akimbo, at each wall of the cap until he got it right on the fourth try and found the open window. Stub-tailed and just learning to steer... pretty cute.