Motherhood

Yesterday evening as Greg and I sat out on the deck in front of a warming fire the birds provided entertainments since the golfers had called it a day.

It is definitely Spring/Summer and love was in the air in more ways then one. Two Morning Doves vying for the attention of one hard to impress female Morning Dove was a reminder that you should not give it up so easy girls. The more she tried to find her own branch the more they both wanted her.

On the other hand the male Finch was down right strutting. Flashing his red head and tail and performing a dance that would have surely gotten him a spot on "Dancing with the Stars" he really showed off what he was all about!

But by far the most entertaining was the mother Black Bird and her 4 children. Although they could fly well there was no way they were leaving her side. Noisy and demanding they were like any toddler I have met. No matter how she tried to escape them and get a moments peace they would fly after her and all try to squeeze onto the same spot...squawking their need for a snack! She looked to me like she wanted to poke her eye out with a sharp twig...or pull her tail feathers out...where in the @#$% was their father!

The funnest thing was although they thought they could fly well and were squawking about their independence, they were not willing to give up the security of mom. One of our bird feeders is a platform where we pour the seed onto the surface. These babies were standing in the middle of the feed but were squawking until their mother picked up the seed and fed it too them....ah motherhood...not a moments rest.

I had to add this "Thought for the Day", sent by a friend and coworker...

Women are angels

And when someone breaks our wings...

We continue to fly...

on our broomsticks.

We're flexible that way.