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                                                                                          ezine at l'atelier bonita
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Sometime in May ...                                                                 by  Heather M. Borstel 6 May 2005 This morning, I walked out of my house and noticed that we have some new tenants. There is a little bird's nest in the wreath on the front door, with three little eggs. I think it is the new family of the little redheaded thrushes that have been hanging around the last couple of weeks. I feel just like Bart Simpson in that Simpson's episode where he has to "mother" those lizards. I'm gonna take some pictures of the nest and hopefully the entire process plays out happily and not like some horrible version of Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom (*"and here, the angry mother bird pecks wildly at the human intruder"*). 7 May 2005 the birds nest with the eggs: That's some nice looking nesting boys. 20 May 2005 The little birds that are living on my front door have hatched. I will see if I can pull a slick move (which is highly unlikely for me) and get a photograph or two of them in their un-feathered just born peep state. Upon further examination, they are not sparrows at all but redheaded linnets. I hope they are not angry Hitchcock style birds who will defend their nest with lots of pecking and flapping of wings, but I am sure they will prove to be such. 25 May 2005 Because I am very sad right now (I am sure at least four of you know why, as for the rest, well, Jerzy Dudek is a cheating weasel and should be castrated posthaste. I really hate penalties.), I feel it is the right time to send out a photo of the little boids. Cute animals have the power to make us all feel much better about life. Even when the animals in question are really not all that cute--heck, the truth is they are pretty damn ugly, even for birds. They have all grown mohawks, proving their punkness. I have named them: Peep, Mohican, Junior and Doc. Yeah, I know that Onan is the perfect name for any bird but they don't eat seed and thus cannot spilleth it upon the ground. Enjoy. I'm trying to. 1 June 2005 Since they are getting bigger and now wear more feather than your average Vegas showgirl, I am sure they will soon be--sniff--leaving the nest. Or, if all those "Tragedy of Nature" specials have taught me nothing else (and they haven't), more likely they will be falling to their horrible death to the porch below to be eaten by cats. Anyway, here is a new photograph. I will take some more later with the good old fashioned Canon EOS SLR, since they ain't yet made a digital camera I can afford which takes halfway decent pictures (that picture of me and the equestrian statue of King Leopold, Roi des Belges, excepted). 4 June 2005 Here is the latest pic of the little birds. Aren't they cute? I mean, for birds? Photographs by Heather M. Borstel ©2005 Heather M. Borstel _____________ Heather M. Borstel was born in San Francisco, California, at the dawn of the 1970s. She lives in the shadow of Twin Peaks, went to Catholic school and San Francisco State University, and is of average height, build and appearance. She enjoys contract bridge, falconry, Gandhian nonviolence and whipping up a nice pot of Vegetable Medley. Her favorite song is "Superstar" by the Carpenters, which she sings without shame at karaoke bars, and her favorite book is Anna Karenina. Heather was once said to have a wit which rivals that of Bennett Serf by her third grade teacher, but she has yet to find any evidence that Bennett Serf was witty. She has never had the stigmata, curses like a stevedore, and makes a mean White Russian. Heather would like the phrase "I told you I was sick!" chiseled on her tombstone.

                                                   ONCE UPON      a TIME
                                                                                          ezine at l'atelier bonita
                                                     established since december 2002