Her family is growing like mad. They won't be here much longer then we'll be able to clean up my patio and I can go out if I want to. Probably won't in this weather.
I'm quite proud of the way the chicks deal with that blackbird. They chase him then eat his chopped grape. He doesn't run at them the way he runs at me when I try it. They gang up on him. Safety in numbers I suppose. I enjoy watching the antics from the back doorstep.