Yesterday was sunny and very warm so I
decided to work in the garden. I have many
birdhouses about the property. They are
usually filled to capacity and you sure
know when the babies are born.
Peep, peep, peep and momma and dad
flying in with food every few minutes.
I am always sad when the babies take
flight and everything is quiet. Sad
because I never see the little ones leave.
That is until yesterday. Mom was rushing
food to them and there was one who
kept peeking out. You could see his big mouth
and little feathered head.
Mom at the feeder.
Mom flew to the feeder and all of a
sudden here came baby right behind.
Little wings flapping so hard, landing
at the feeder. He never stopped flapping
those wings and was very wobbly . Cute
as a button. Then he flew into a bush
with mom following, probably giving
flight lessons. It made my day.
Then to my surprise the grosbeaks
showed up. I call them the parrots
of my forest
They are very colorful and always fun to watch.
This bird house I built and put up almost 19
years ago. Every time I want to take it down for
maintenance it is occupied. So there it sits
with moss and lichen growing on it.
I wonder if I will see more babies take flight
May 27th. Draw some clouds & write
Happy Sunday everyone.