I’ve been watching a robin build a nest outside my window. Back and forth, back and forth, she flies, bringing dried grasses which she carefully arranges and forms into a nest shape, then flies off to search for more materials.
Just watching her do all that work is tiring. And why bother, I wonder, when she could just lay her eggs in her extra food dish. I’ve done that several times myself. It’s very convenient and much easier than doing all that nest building. On the other hand, when I look back on it, I have to admit that none of my eggs have ever hatched. Hmmmmmm. . . . . maybe that robin’s on to something.