|The white drips|
may be hard to see
but you know what
|Do you see her sitting there on top of her nest -|
among fake leaves on a fake tree!
I'm assuming they like the nice, clean spaces that humans create because look what is just off our porch from which she could have chosen:
Sooooo, I am trying to ignore the mess she's making, trying to resist the urge to sit in the porch swing and I'm sneaking peeks when she flutters away at our appearance. Sneaking peeks with my camera in hand.
|We were at the blue-topped|
table and she is to the right of
the fake tree down in the corner.
So we'll watch the young family hatch and eat and beg and then fledge into our back yard. And then I'll clean up the leftovers.
I guess I'll just have to buy some more Thirty-One bags so I have another box to stuff in the space. Sounds reasonable to me.
|Where we ate before moving to the porch.|