It’s all good news, today!
First of all, minigull update:
Those minigulls can really motor! They’ve just spent the entire day running about, flapping their wingstubs and knocking into things, and are now back in the nest, presumably sleeping.
Second of all, the broken crow is completely patched up, now, and looking wonderful. He only has the slightest of limps, to show he was ever at death’s door. A funny thing, though: on the side where he was injured, the feathers are coming in a bit on the bleached side. Some are white, others greyish. 50 Shades of Grey wasn’t a good book*, crow, and it’s not a good look, either. (Sorry!)
Finally, I might’ve scored myself a new starling. I saw one on the railing, early this morning, eyeing up the birdseed. It didn’t get a chance to eat, though — four pigeons showed up, right behind it, three of which proceeded to have a fight, while the fourth emptied the feeder. (That fourth pigeon had the right idea.)
Outdoor pictures will resume soon, I swear; I caught a cold, and then I got busy, catching up after the cold. (Excuses, excuses!) But I’m almost caught up, now. Stop disapproving, Internet!
* Or so I’m told. Of course, I haven’t read it.
