The kids

My lens isn't powerful enough to really get into this very active nest, Pale Male's kids.

But more intimate are the many screaming young starlings. I love listening as they bellow for food. There's a method. Mama starling ignores kids as best she can as they crowd her. She goes around poking in the ground as if to say, "See what I'm doing? This is how you find your meal."  This mama had three screamers.

Finally she gave in and fed one.  This enraged the others. Fight!

After fight one kid tugged out a worm.

Fake out. No worm.

Finally mama figured out a solution, led her brats to a patch with edible seeds and ran away.

There are never enough wheels as far as kids are concerned.

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