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| Why should anything be easy. To get this dove I'm shooting through scaffolding mesh. I suspect there's a baby up there. |
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| From end of garden.. yes, she's protecting something. |
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| Back through mesh, hooray, a baby is being fed. It's mouth to mouth with doves, mother's milk. |
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| Feeding done, baby goes back underneath. |
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| Why should shooting be easy? Scaffold nest with mesh. Babies yet? Don't know. |
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| Keyhole opening, no babies yet. |
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| I knew this was due. Something is going on in this nest. Both parents active. |
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| Babies! Three!!! |
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| There goes the fecal sac. |
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| Papa is really checking me out. I think the babies are getting as much dirt as worms. |
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| Trying to do work and watch birds, not enough time for everything. Bluejays will grab anything. |
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| Palm warbler, not to skittish |
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| Status quo for nests downstairs, expecting hatchlings any day now. |
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| I was hoping to see a big fat worm, but that's not how it worked. Robin found a stiff worm piece. Freeze dried? Beat me. |
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| Very pleased with that tidbit |
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| The robins will even select found bread when they're hungry. |
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| Careful cardinal. Am I safe? Yes! |
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| This was what I wanted to see, the palm warbler, always an early migrating bird. A couple at the Maintenance Meadow. |
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| The male towhee in mountain climbing mode. |
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| Male house finch singing for a mate. I've seen the female. |
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| Yet another robin nest, very well hidden. Trying to see is like looking through a keyhole. |
