Climbing the step ladder, I poked my head over the gutter and mama Robin gave me a nasty stare before flying off in a fury of flapping wings yielding a big surprise. The gutter cleaning project is tabled for now.
@bBuck@otterlove We have mourning doves that have been nesting on a pillar of our front porch for the last few years running. There’s nothing like peering up to meet the indignant, beady-eyed stare of a nesting mom who is clearly trying to convey, “Do you MIND?”
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