The last chick ponders her world.
She sits bravely on the very edge of the nest.
She can see her sibling way off in the distance on their favorite landing post near the foot bridge.
The bees are really annoying.
They like her fish as much as she does.
Maybe it's time to leave the nest.
So finally she did.
She spent some of her day on our roof and some of her day on the nest.
I'm not sure she is convinced this is such a good idea.
The next day all three chicks were on the nest in the darkness of the early morning
with Artie watching over them on the branch.
This family is amazing, I'm in awe of them.