Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, martini in the other, totally worn out and screaming, "WOO HOO, what a ride!"
Early last week our baby birds (I mentioned them with photos here) were poking their little heads up. They thought everyone that walked by the porch was their mama bringing them food. This was what they did when my son just pointed in their direction.
Two days later, they were so big they were stacking themselves on top of each other. They needed little birdie bunkbeds! At the end of the week I was surprised that the mama was staying by the nest when we were outside. In the past, she had flown away anytime we came out of the house. When I got closer I saw that this was one of the babies! I took a few photos and that was the last time I saw any of them. When I looked later they had flown the coop (I had to say that). My son saw them fluttering with their mama in a nearby tree.
The whole process from eggs to free-flying-birdies took less than a month. I wish I had written down the dates so I knew exactly how many days it took. I had to look it up and I found all kinds of interesting information here. By the way, it's 12-14 days for the eggs to hatch and 9-16 days before the babies leave the nest. It feels like my own kids are growing up just as fast!
My name is Debbie. I am blessed to have a wonderful family - my hubby and three sons (ages 20, 22 & 24), two grandbabies, too many pets, too many books, an awesome hammock and an often messy house, but I wouldn't have it any other way. Well, maybe a house that's just a little bit cleaner but it's obviously not a priority...