Spring mornings find Pappy and me sitting on the patio
drinking coffee,
having breakfast with the bluebirds!
It takes preparations to reach the
'feeding the babies' level of Bluebird watching.
A home has to be chosen, eggs laid, and set.
Then babies are fed and watched over.
When they are old enough to go to the meal worm feeder
(generously provided by Pappy)
Daddy Blue shows them the ropes of meal worm feeding.
Mama Blue is watching for Mr. Bluebird to bring a tasty morsel
to tide her over while she sets the eggs.
Carefully selecting their nesting site... both parents check it out.
From his perch on top of the basketball goal,
Daddy Blue watches for any dangers that lurk about!
One of the pleasures of retirement is having time to stop to smell the roses, or in this case... see the bluebird families grow and go about their daily survival regimen in a never ending cycle.
God's beautiful world appreciated!
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