And Then There Was One

I love his sweet little baby-bird face. I think all robins, sort of like all human babies, look a bit like Winston Churchill.

The other baby birds in the robin's nest I have been observing for the last few weeks have left the nest.
They are probably out learning how to fly, find food, and survive all the dangers of being a wild bird in a big city. This little guy hatched later than the rest, and stayed smaller, never quite catching up. His mom still comes to check on him and bring him food though, but it seems pretty lonely to still be in the nest once your brothers and sisters have left, doesn't it?