I was just outside sweeping the catkins.
If you can't remember, these are catkins . We're due for another round of storms this afternoon so I thought I'd sweep them off the patio ... so they can return during the storm.
Anyway, while sweeping near the birdhouse I just happened to peer inside and guess what ...
mama bird is sitting in there! She came back to her eggs. I would take her photo but I don't want to traumatize her more than I already have.
Oh my, how do I keep Spunky from figuring this out?
Great. Something else for me to fret over. Ain't life grand?