Through the Looking Glass

Fall is happening outside of my Dad's living room...the trees are so yellow that when the sun shines into the room the whole place is filled with a warm golden yellow glow. I took a picture of it so that when it's snowy and about 20 degrees below zero outside, I will remember how much I actually like living in a frozen tundra...when it's not so frozen.

The Tiny Mishap

There were a pair of robins nesting right by the door to my dad's house, under the eave, and then they vanished maybe a few weeks ago. Two days ago I found this on the sidewalk...was there a baby robin inside at some point? Could it have gotten out of a whole that small? I'm thinking that a tiny, baby robin-sized mishap must have occurred...