I'm Free, I'm Free.... Now What Do I Do?

I went over to swim today only to discover that the baby sparrow had liberated itself from its little nest in the bird house at my friends abode. I think I surely surprised the little fellow because as I walked onto the patio, he promptly winged his way into the window for a *head shot*, albeit a weak effort. I wouldn't dream of disturbing them but they seemed intent on the idea that I might, if given the chance. So, I went about the business (in between thunder storms) of my daily swim but they were too leery of me to continue feeding their baby.

The little guy just hopped frantically around the patio, chirping as loudly as he could. Once I started to swim he finally settled down...

The Papa Bird  was holding food to take to the little fledgling (birdling?), but abandoned it when he saw me. Gah. I was moving in slow motion too!


Oh - Be sure to click on each picture for an enlarged version...

Still, isn't it cute in a puffy, fluffy sort of way? Did I mention that I'm completely and totally sick of rain? I'm certain that I'll eat those words at some point BUT I've only gotten to play golf a handful of times this year. So far, my summer has been called on account of rain! Did I also mention that I'll never again complain when we hit triple digits? IF we ever hit triple digits. I mean, where was all of this lovely weather when I was in full blown menopause, huh? Where was this weather when I was suffering through night sweats? Huh? Apparently, the rainy regions of this country decided to share this year. Thanks for that! Okay, I'll take our normally hot, dry weather back now, thank you very much...


;-)