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Bird Update Hubs discovered the reason the bird's nest was gone last night. It had fallen off the porch light and was hiding behind our shrubbery -- along with the little baby birdies, who had been tossed from the nest and lay quivering in the dirt. After a little online research, an almost-teary-eyed hubs pulled on his new gardening gloves (I watched his back so as to warm him of the approach of the angry Mamma Bird) and scooped the little ones back into their nest home... and he stood on our his beer cooler to return the nest to its original spot. A little while later, Mamma Bird returned with food and was perched back atop her new arrivals. I planned to blog earlier, and thought this story might have a happy ending. Sadly, the nest has fallen again. I just arrived home from work -- it's Friday evening -- and there is no nest. I assume it's in the bushes, but I am not going to look. Hubs might look when he gets here. (Since I'm pregnant, I can't be arou...

Have I mentioned that a loving frighteningly territorial mamma bird must have smelled the maternity around here? Said bird constructed a nest atop our front porch light, and has now given birth to some tweety little babies. (Hubs was going to move the nest before she laid eggs; he decided against it at my bidding.) (The more I think about it, the more convined I am that Ms. Mamma Bird should be sending me a thank you card.) So, you know, I took a picture of the nest before the eggs hatched. There might not even have been any eggs in there at that point. It's just a little too high up for me to see inside, and though I considered getting a chair to stand on for a better shot, I thought no... don't push it, Amber. Give Mamma Bird a little privacy and respect. Photo 1 did not seem to ruffle any feathers. Anywaddle, the other day I came home from lunch and saw Mamma Bird perched up there, and noticed the cutest little baby birdie face poking out from under her ...