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We were honored by a nestful of guests this spring. It seemed to happen so fast. Oh! A nest! And suddenly the little golden maws gopping for wormy goodness from mommy or daddy bird. The parents seemed to never rest. They were constantly trawling our yard for worms and other goodies, especially after a good rain or lawn watering. Like old men with metal detectors they minced along with their heads down. 

I never knew how quick the time from egg to flight was. In just over a week these little fuzzy things were gone! I met one at the trash can out back. It was robin-sized but still dun-colored, the red breast yet to come in. It let me come very close and seemed to look me in the eye as it pooped a mighty bird-poop before it flew off in a hurry. So they have to LEARN how to poop and fly at the same time. I thought it came naturally to them.

Here, then, two photos. Through the magic of nature's great plan, they blend in rather well with their nestly home.

and a week later...

As of yesterday, it seemed impossible that all three could still fit in this twiggy masterpiece. Our cat intently watched our little guests, her very own kitty TV. 

Bye Bye Birdies! Be well and safe and may you eat many worms.