Last week was a blur of activity and I got so confused that I thought Wednesday was Thursday. That messed up my stitching rotation, but I was able to stitch on Sunday during a bus trip up to Portland. I fixed my two messed up shamrocks and stitched the remaining small shamrocks. I stitched the word 'Love' and have started the large four leaf shamrock in the center of the design. I should have a finish after a couple more sessions.
This is Bird Baby time of year.
Last week I watched this rather resigned looking father House Finch and his two newly fledged offspring.
The baby in the center was the showman...
...chattering...and fluffing her wings.
It paid off!
Papa got tired of all the begging and posturing and fed her.
Parents and kids!
I've had two birdhouses on the east side of the shop for a couple of years now, and have been frustrated that they've been unoccupied.
That changed this year as a family of Black-capped Chickadees took up residence.
The babies have hatched and the parents are hard at work feeding their brood.
They fly in to a couple of young Douglas Fir trees which are a few feet from the birdhouse. There they pause to catch their breath...
...then make the short flight to the house.
They often pause there as well before entering.
The birdhouse inhabitants are making quite a ruckus - I'm guessing there are babies.
With the exception of American Goldfinches, literally all other baby birds are fed a diet of protein, usually in the form of insects.
So while I see the adults at my peanut and sunflower feeders grabbing a quick snack for themselves, they are feeding the babies juicy green insects and bugs of all sorts.