I promised other cute chick shots, so here are a couple to document their first week with us. The little babe begs for chick time multiple times a day and if it is warm, we take them out to the pen that she had made for her pet chicken, Peggy. Peggy was happy to share. (Peggy is made of metal.)
I've shared before about the bird wars between the sparrows that live in our shed and the starlings that constantly attack them. The sparrows are in full blown nest making mode from sun-up to sun down and we love watching them find and carry things back to the nest. This week I discovered a nest that had been knocked out of the shed rafters. Chicken feathers, dried grass, small vines, pieces of cloth, azalea leaves, moss. A sculptural work of art. My husband did his best to push it back up, but it was back on the ground the next morning. Darn starlings. I get so mad at them. I ran out the other morning in my pajamas to stop a starling from killing a sparrow. The smaller bird was pinned to the ground and making an awful high pitched racket. The starling released its grip and the sparrow flew off. One little life saved before breakfast. The neighbors probably already think I'm weird.
And one photo that the little babe wanted me to take: a branch stripped of its bark by crows, presumably for nesting material. We watched them do it, otherwise I wouldn't have known what it was. The ground under this particular tree is littered with small branches like this.