I had pretty much given up on that nest from last week. I couldn’t help myself – I checked on it way too often and it remained empty. I figured that I had made that little bird fly fah, fah away.
Drat. Nature opportunity missed.
However, on Friday I came home and thought I’d walk around to the backyard and check on the plants. As I went to peek in the nest, I wondered (within half a second) what was wrong with it when it suddenly exploded in startled mama bird. I hurried past, went inside, ran upstairs and hung out the window to take snapshots.
I think she doesn’t trust me.