Thursday, June 04, 2015

There are baby birds outside our back door.

In the bushes there is a nest. I can hear the babies from inside the house. I see the momma nervously fly up to a nearby tree when we walk by. Sorry momma, we have to. That's where the door to the house is located. And I know her nervousness. I have babies myself. And one will be leaving the nest soon. Too soon.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Wonderful picture ... my goddaughters!