Just kidding.
The baby bluebirds have left their bungalow. Baby birds always grow up and fly away. You can't stop them. One more generation has been fledged to hopefully come back and nest on our compound.
But on a lighter note, the pack of six is still dog piling in their box on the opposite end of the property. I expect within the next three or four days the baby tree swallows will be flying in loopy circles above the pastures. If you look really closely, you can see the reflection in the swallows eyes of me taking the picture. Cool!
Is it June already??
I guess so.
How did that happen?
I think this deep red is my favorite. They almost look like roses in bud.
Don't blink.
You might miss something.
You might miss something.