Yesterday I saw a female robin outside the window. She was tearing into a fallen log of alder, moss-covered and lush from all the weeks of rain. After a moment I saw she was not after grubs, but was snatching up moss, which she flew off with. Ah... spring! This morning I saw where she is building her nest: in the branches of a tree about 10 feet from the ground, and beside my front steps. Right now it is a big soft cluster of green moss, and as time passes and the sun shines, it will dessicate... Sign in to see full entry.