Back to the babies

Oh, this is a great nest. Fun kids.

Insatiable appetites

Mama with lunch delivery on top of sign

Over in the garden, juvenile robin now independent

                        Previously used nest now being made into a triplex by new resident.
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Still in the garden

Male sparrow constructing nest above light fixture. Material being flown up that exceeds the weigh of the sparrow. Incredible determination. I won't be able to see babies, nest too high.

On the window ledge, back garden, lobby window. Mrs. Cardinal isn't aware I'm watching. She sees reflection of garden in the glass.

But al is not wonderful in the back yard. This is death. Looks like a young starlings.

From the window I can see the skull.

Out in the yard, more detailed image. No idea what happened. This is not a raptor victim.

And close by, heart- breakingly a dead young robin. What happened? Why? Why both in same space? No idea. Sometimes sad things happen.

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Nestlings continued

Feed me, feed me, feed me!! Non-stop.

I wasn't quick enough. One baby presented rear end to nest opening and let loose a fecal sac which caught in the nest straw. I've seen robins do this, but never before seen a baby sparrow that's house trained. However, if they're tiny this must  mean that the parents keep the nest clean.

Quick enough for this. The parent arrived with food, fed baby and then flew off with fecal sac. Hooray for housekeeping.
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The perfect house

I've been hearing the chirps from the letter e in the CVS
Beauty sign. Opportunistic housing. Finally I can see a baby. One baby? No self respecting sparrow has only one child. It's too much work and eventually mortality is high. The more babies the greater chance of success. I stand on Avenue and wait and watch. Chirp, chirp, chirp...... non-stop.

Oh, there's somebody else in the shadow in the background.  This is more like it. These are not new hatches. They're at least a week out of the egg.

Food arrival. Two open mouths.

Food is whatever the parents can find in this case a green wiggly.

To be continued. I can't stop watching these sweet babies.
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