Kittenbirds and my Favorite Townfolk

Two days ago, we noticed the resident Catbirds doing alot of fussing. Upon investigation, I found the reason for the squawking ....

"Kittenbirds!"

So for the past two days, these babes have flopped around -- hopping across the lawn, back up into the shrub -- hither and yon -- as the parents squawk and I rush outside to chase off cats and sometimes lift the youngster back into the shrub, even though I get divebombed and fussed at for my kindness.

They are plump-bodied, skinny-legged, beady-eyed little marvels! I enjoy them so, but it is with a huge dose of fear that they won't get those wings working quick enough.

They are stationed mostly in a big Pussy Willow, just outside our (screened) cat porch -- appropriate! Not only am I closely watching, but Beau, Bella and Wally keep their eyes peeled too -- albeit for a different desire.

There's also a nectar feeder on the porch column nearby and the Hummingbirds have suddenly become very active. They zoom around after each other, dashing through the shrub at top speed, but seemingly oblivious to the "Kittenbirds."

I will miss them, but will be relieved when they finally fly off.

Earlier this week, I spent a day with Schavis on a project for my favorite neighbors across the bridge. FFF is a delightful fellow, full of historic stories about our town and always with a quick smile. The DH considers him a model and hopes to follow his path of working and investing right here in our community.

I think he's a good act to follow.