The other day I had coffee at the Solano baking company. I brought a paperback book and tried to read it, but the birds were too distracting. Looking murderously around for the source of the noise I noticed high up a nest. The nest had maybe five little heads that popped up and five yellow beaks that opened impossibly wide each time the parent bird would show up I have no idea if it was the mother or father bird, as bird sex parts are not one of my things.
And of course not having my camera with me I could not capture the moment. So I drank my coffee and decided to return the next day, which I did.
It was loads of fun taking the hundred or so rapid photos of the birds. But also tireing. It’s easy to forget that it takes upper body strength to hold…
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