I see you in your nest. WIth your feathers all so pretty.
You've been with those babies a long time.
Days and days.
In. That. Same. Nest.
Do they ever get full?
I know, gas is so expensive you may as well stay home.
No other birds have come to see you in a long time.
Your bird friends should be ashamed.
How many times can you do the laundry and dust until it starts feeling boring?
While Daddy's gone "working".
I mean "finding worms".
They are cute babies.
But your friends should come visit.
You'd take pictures and feed them well.
Mama bird, you remind me of someone.
I just can't put my finger on it.