
The baby birds have been hatched for about 2 months now. And we've seen remarkable things in that time! My favorite was Momma bird feeding her babies. It was so much like the cartoons, but without the bright colors. Two little bird heads sticking up from the mud and twigs of the nest, little yellow beaks opened wide and pointed straight up. It prompted the reading and rereading of "Are You My Mother" by P.D. Eastman (one of Dr. Suess's many other names.)
Thy also took flight. We saw a few little flaps now and then, but missed the actual take-off. We still see them, or at least we thing it is them, running in the front yard looking for worms and flying into the tree branches in the front yard and then to the roof. Their nest is no longer hanging in the front window. Our neighbors are grateful. I actually miss watching Momma flying back and forth and the peeping little babies.Next year, I am going to buy one of the butterfly kits or an ant farm. Or maybe yet this summer. After all, I expect Jeff will be more proactive at removing future wreaths.
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