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The robins’ brood must have hatched because I watched Mom carrying “tasty” bits of worms to the nest all day.

Now, while I might have been tempted over the years to shake up the menu a bit I have restrained myself.  (Grin.)  While the fledglings dine on itsy-bitsy worms, we’ll have spinach florentine quiche and a salad.