Broken = Beginnings

The broken bird egg shell on my front porch told the story. My expecting moments no longer had to wait. The young robins were arriving, each struggling to make their appearance. Three were out before I caught on, but I was able to chronicle their beginnings with welcome breaks from my Memorial Day weekend gardening. Another new life is welcomed.Expecting Five Robin Eggs Broken And Then There Were Two Come on Little Buddy The Beginning Hungry, Hungry, Hungry, Hungry, and Hungry Five Little Robins Sleeping in the Nest

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