Now where’s the big bird?

Huge home. While strolling through the New York State Fair’s Agriculture Building with my dear wife Karen, I spotted a bird’s nest. Couldn’t miss it, really. This baby was big. For scale, that’s a shed that would fit my lawnmower and way more in the background.

Welcome, baby birds

New arrivals. George Three was excited to text over the photo from his parents’ front door. The nesting place in the decorative spring wreath had gone from eggs to baby birds. Happy spring, indeed! And when they leave the roost, George Two and Sue can go back to using that way of getting in and…