Visitors

One peaceful Saturday, I opened our living room curtains and was startled to see two little birds staring at me. I was shocked that they didn't flinch. Even when I opened the door to take a photo, they just watched me. It was a whole different story when their mom came back... The little ones saw her arrive and flew down from their perch on to the porch, and the mother started feeding them. Thinking that I had a real "National Geographic" moment on my hands, I opened the door just a tad (like I had done several times already that morning), and I think I nearly caused the mother a heart attack. She went ballistic, squwaking flapping her wings like a madwoman. That was the last of seeing her. The kiddos hung around on a different stone for the afternoon.