It turned out that they were mom and older fledgling. She would do a bit of foraging and then return to her offspring, who was complete with the lovely spotted breast of older fledglings.
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| A mama robin and fledgling |
Observations on nature and gardening from an Carolina wildlife gardener
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| A mama robin and fledgling |
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