About six weeks ago, my girlfriend entered the house like a three-year-old who had just opened the best Christmas present ever. She was excited as Robin had built a nest in the waning flower basket on the front porch. Below is the life sequence.
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It all started with Eggs on May 23. |
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May 26, where did the eggshells go? |
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June 5 |
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June 9, 2015 |
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June 13 |
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