Thursday, August 7, 2008


There's an old bunk house right behind my house. In the overhanging eaves facing me barn swallows have built a nest. From my bed I can look straight through my bathroom, through the window, and directly at the nest. So I get to keep track of Mom and Dad as they bring the daily menu of tasty prairie bugs 'n' stuff to their brood. I often see their little yellow beaks wide open as they ask for more, more, more! Today I went out and tried to do their portrait. But instead of opening wide, they just looked at me suspiciously over the edge of the mud nest. You're not my Mom!

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