Birds on the fence eating the wild bird food Bruce puts out for them. We started out with only 4 or 5 birds, and that number has grown to sometimes losing count. They hang out and wait on nearby branches and wires until the food appears in the morning. 

Birds on a wire.

 
Tortoise v. Garden Ornament … Hogan seems to have gotten himself in a bind trying to navigate from one flower bed to another. 

 
Bear can’t seem to figure out how he got himself into such a dilemma. She’d help if she could. Really she would.

 
Yesterday this baby dove got itself stuck (hmm, do you see a pattern here?) on the deck outside our bedroom window. It tried to fly away but couldn’t get past about half way up the railing glass.  

   
I gave a little help by scooping it up. When I lifted it above the railing, it sat in the palm of my hand for a few seconds until a gray dog barged out and scared it away. As soon as it flew to a tree across the street, both its parents appeared from the neighbor’s yard and followed it. I was really close to getting a photo of it in my hand until Bear scared it away. Photo op of a lifetime – poof! 

iNdia countdown – 3 days.

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