Okay, it’s not really my baby. It’s a baby mockingbird that hatched in the bottle-brush tree just outside my office window. I watched his parents through their courtship, nest-building and egg-brooding. The first day I heard those thin but unmistakable peeps of the babies, I was so excited!
Sadly, this guy’s sibling got eaten by a crow. The crows have been onto this nest since Day 1, and though the parents put up a helluva fight, they lost one. But this little guy has made it this far.
He’s not flying yet and he’s still getting fed by the parents, but I think he is too big for the crows to care. Now, all he has to worry about are cats, cars, skateboarders and everything else that passes by on the sidewalk under his tree. I’m keeping an eye on him so if he falls, I can rescue him.
I am waiting for the floor in Rob’s office to dry. Not sure yet if it needs another application of stain. This floor looks like hell, and more stain might make it look worse! I am hoping some polyurethane will give it a more uniform appearance. If not … we have lots of rugs! I’m just glad to be moving forward.
The only other house progress I’ve made is, I fixed a doorknob on the pantry so it doesn’t fall off every time I try to open the door.