What kind of a bird has a speckled breast? I found out that some thrushes do, but this bird is a juvenile robin. Makes sense, since last summer I asked the same question about the speckled breast. Thanks, Michelle, for identifying my young robin.
Just last week I saw baby robins in a nest; when my daughter and I checked on Saturday, they were still in the nest, cawing away, and just a bit bigger. She counted four baby robins.
Do you know of a bird with speckled breast?
For a fun review, here are thumbs of my posts on robins:
The upper left shows a blue robin egg. Then the robin babies are born, and they depend on mama and papa robin. After a while, the baby robins get more feathers and fly off from the nest. A young robin is a bird with speckled breast. The mature robin has a red breast. I’ve seen robins with worms in their mouths. I’ve also seen them eating my raspberries.
I’ve been following Phyllis’s blog about her son, Sam, who has acute myeloid leukemia. Refuah Shlayma – healing wishes and prayers to you, Sam.
Jewaicious wrote about Nora Ephron‘s books and movies: “but no matter the genre, they always speak of women, independence, perseverance and realizing potential.”
I was driving down to Manalapan, NJ (carpooling my teenage son and friends to a counselor orientation) and decided to drive by the Battle of Monmouth. This battle was fought on June 28, 1778 between the British and the Americans. There is not much to see other than this pretty field with a wooden fence; somewhere nearby there is a visitor center that is open on the weekends. Supposedly, every year on the last week in June, the battle is re-enacted here in Monmouth Battlefield State Park. I think I may have seen the Sutfin House in the distance from my car. My previous post showed purple vetch growing in the field. I did find orchards (Battleview Orchards) nearby.
Due to the wooden fence, I get to share my battlefield adventure as part of Thursday Challenge.
And I just discovered another meme: Rural Thursday. (If you saw the rest of Manalapan, you would say, gee, this battlefield park is the only rural area left).
JPiX is the Jewish Photo Bloggers’ Blog Carnival. Click on each thumbnail to view original post.
Three by Batya: Herodian ruins, shopping mall, Old City of Jerusalem
Three by Sharon of Real Streets of Jerusalem: fruit stand, Gan Sacher on Israel’s 64th birthday, Jerusalem Day
Left: chol hamoed Pesach visit to the Israel Museum in Yerushalayim by Mrs. S. and Right: Ari Sephardi Synagogue by Laurie Rappeport courtesy of Daled Amos
Left: New Season of Archaeological Digging at Tel Shiloh by Yisrael Medad; Middle and Right: Yemin Moshe, a tiny neighborhood in Jerusalem, near the Old City; and Tower of David by Toby
Left: sunflower bud by Jewaicious; Middle and Right: Poppy and fence; Golden Hour by Robin
Three photos by Leah: Pidyon haben, framed Kotel photo, Lag B’omer collage detail
Three by Leora: Chametz burning, Lavan, Yaakov and Rachel, cherry blossoms
I caught this squirrel with a strawberry in his mouth (is it a wild strawberry or one of our garden strawberries – not sure, but it looks like the wild kind). So I grabbed my camera and decided to do Nature Notes. I confess, I haven’t been doing much observing of nature, though I have been gardening. My peas did very well in their cage this spring; I saw a deer walk right past the gardening cage (but the deer did take a chomp out of the tomato plants that were outside the cage).
I did not plant this tall lily in this spot behind my pink rose bush. I used to have similar lilies in a different part of my garden; I probably pulled them all out by mistake when I was weeding. Or they died a natural death. So I was surprised to see a lily blossom elsewhere in my yard.
The raspberries that grow on old can are now ripening in our backyard. The ones on new cane are usually more abundant, and we get to enjoy those in August. Last year wasn’t a great crop; maybe this year will be better? I read somewhere that one should prune the raspberry bushes so they have space in between them. I tried to do some pruning last year. It is hard to photograph a raspberry – the camera doesn’t realize you want to focus on that tiny berry.
