It’s often said that no news is good news. I don’t have any news on the babies. But, Mama and Daddy are showing up morning and afternoon and ferrying mouthfuls of worms down to the creek. This is a sign the babies are well. It’s raining today and I’m not going to tromp around in that muddy creek bottom, nor take my new 7D out in the rain.
Baby blues sitting on our breakfast table on the patio. Click to enlarge.
So I dug back in the bluebird archives and came up with some pics of the babies’ siblings from this time last year. These babies are a few days older. It was their first visit to the back yard with the parents. We are going to Branson for a few days, so I won’t be around if the babies visit this week.
A baby on the New Orleans Diner begging Mama for a worm. Is there anything cuter than a baby bluebird?