A pair of phoebes start a nest on or about our woodshed every spring, but every year, Princess has persuaded them to give up the adventure--until this year. This phoebe, the female, I think, has a small grasshopper, which she is about to take into the shed.
The well-fed nestlings are almost too big for their bed, and must flop over the sides to nap. In April, we also hear wood peewees around the house. They look very much like phoebes, and we have spent a lot of time trying to decide who is who. The nest is the clincher, but this close look is helpful too. The phoebe, of course, has a good look at us, as well.
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