Well, I knew this day was coming. My baby robins left the nest this week. Today it is suddenly very quiet in my studio. I did not realize how frequently I heard the babies chirp, chirp as Mom and Dad Robin flew in with a meal. I found great joy in seeing the reaction of people as they walked down the street and noticed them so close to the sidewalk. One evening a family watched for several minutes asking each other if they were “real”, and yes, “I think I saw one blink!”. And I found it facinating just how many people walked by oblivious to the miracle of nature just inches from their face, because they were too busy on their phone to notice. On Monday the four little robins had gotten so big they barely fit in the nest and I knew the time was near. I also could tell that Mom and Dad Robin knew it too. They became pretty aggressive at “dive bombing” anyone who came too near or lingered for too long. I was not in my studio when they took their first flights. But I don’t believe the Mother Robin pushes them out of the nest. No, they spent many days stretching and testing their wings. They just finally got too big for the nest and had no other option but to fly.
I too am feeling a little like that. Like my current nest doesn’t quite fit anymore. So, what to do? I just keep testing and spreading my wings. When the time is right, I have faith, I will be ready to FLY! Enjoy this little video on my Facebook Page of my babies the day before they left me. See it HERE.
And, I urge you to slow down, stop and enjoy the miracles of nature just inches from your face everyday. It puts things in perspective and teaches lessons about life you just can’t learn on your computer and phone screens. For a great way to learn how to do that I recommend my friend Sallie Wolf‘s book, “The Robin Makes A Laughing Sound, a birder’s journal”. It has great lessons for watching, documenting and enjoying birds and the natural world around you. Perfect for children (and adults!).



er that was “long” and “drapey”. I loved that her colors were limited to ivory and black. I loved the final piece so much that I wished I could keep it for myself. And even though it took me longer to get it done for her than I hoped, it is still very cold here in Chicago this spring, so she will probably get some time to wear it before warm weather hits. (There have been snowflakes in the air for the last several days and it’s April!)
This afternoon I had another longtime student/customer come in for an appointment to finish up a project that she has b
een working on with me for the last couple of months. Carol brought in an old grey sweater, a few pairs of corduroy pants and a photo of a bird drawing from a 
I was inspired to drop in to my local “rock shop” as I call it. 