babies

outside there is a bush with a cardinal nest in it
and in my yard are three baby cardinals actively learning to fly with their brightly colored father and lame-looking mother
hopping branch to branch and falling and shit

cool as hell


*I am beginning to see the emergence in me of the avian-geek gene that runs in my family. No one loves birds as much as my parents... And I'm starting to wonder if I am doomed to hours of sitting outside, birdwatching. Because I just spent 30 minutes doing so.