When most Robins were flying south for the winter, this one was shopping auctions, estate sales and rummage sales. Unfortunately, a nest can only hold so many eggs and my nest is overflowing. When I look at a piece of furniture I see what it can be versus what it is and if I ask myself “To Be or Not To Be?” and I almost always decide “To Be”. This minor issue creates a lack of space on the home front. If you knew my mother, Marge, you would definitely have to say “the apple didn’t fall far from the tree” when it came to this bird or maybe it should be “the egg didn’t fall far from the nest”. Well, I gotta fly for now.