For years of springs on my front porch in Nashville, a pair of American Robins built their nest and raised several batches of babies, one messy, hungry bunch after another. Alas, one late winter day, I found the two of them in the street, each run over by different tires of the same car. Probably while in their mating dance. Finding them there was one of the most heartbreaking moments of my life. I buried them in the side yard digging up the dirt by hand.
Click here to see photos of that pair and their various broods.
Click here to listen to the robin songs and calls.