First there was the egg that I tried to thwart with a forest of plastic cutlery. The eggs would not be denied.
Then there is a giant leap in the timeline because I was afraid they would die like last year's so I didn't want to get attached.
This morning before I left for work, the two babies were hopping around precariously in the rail box.
When I got home, the nest was empty.
I looked to the rocks below, but didn't see any bodies splayed out and broken from the fall. "Maybe they made it," I thought to myself.
A little sad, I turned around to go in.
Beady Eye ENHANCE!