The windowboxes in my bedroom contain a beautiful thing: a bird's nest. Purple finches, they are, and still fuzzy with their baby feathers. Five chicks, all serene and heavy lidded, and extremely cute. Also, nigh impossible to take a picture of. Unfortunately, they also get up at obscene hours of the morning, so I can't open my windows anymore.
I wonder when they will fly away.
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