About a week ago, I posted a picture of three bird eggs that I found in a nest in the Christmas wreath that I left up too long. I was surprised to see the nest and the eggs.
The only reason that I saw the nest was that every time I opened my front door, a bird would fly out of it. When I went to see where the bird was coming from, I saw the nest. I hated that I had disturbed the bird so often by my frequent coming and going, so I started leaving my house through another door. After all, the bird was just trying to do its job. Did I really have to make it so difficult?
Today, I decided to check on the progress because the bird was still flying out of the nest every time I went to get the mail. I was hoping the eggs were still there, but they weren't there because they had hatched.
I snuck up to the nest with my cell phone so I could get a picture. It's not very clear but there are definitely baby birds there. In a few days, I hope to get a better picture before they leave the nest.
Ah, spring! Isn't it wonderful?