More babies!

My backyard birds must be confusing themselves for rabbits. They’re producing babies faster than I can keep track.

I saw eggshells in the yard a couple days ago and wondered if there might be new birds in the works. Mom and Dad have been busy flying in and out of the eaves.

An early morning ruckus today confirmed there are newborns among us. I ran for the camera and stuffed it up in their little faces. Voila! I caught Dad watching me from the neighbor’s empty bird feeder (a convenient watch tower), and got away from his feathered progeny.

I count three, so far, but there might be a fourth squished in the back. I’ll have to keep an eye on them. I’m not good at bird watching or identifying them. If you can help me identify these birds, I’d be so happy. I’m still guessing … cliff swallow? swallow? I’ll try and get a photo of the parent birds.

The last batch hatched back in May. I checked on them daily and worried one would fall and get eaten by the dog or cat.  When temperatures soared into triple digits. I misted the chicks but had no idea if this good or bad. I didn’t want to soak the nest and bring it down. I hope these new babes can hack it through August.

Let’s hope Mayo the Cat chooses to play observer again this time.

Here’s what the full-grown babies looked like just before they flew the coop back in late May: