There's a Robin's nest on the downspout pipe on the side of our house. There are five little mouths pointed at the sky, when the parents aren't there.
Of course I'm kind of depressed (and grossed out) today, since my only close contact of the wildlife kind was made with my push mower... This thread just reminded me of that incident. How a grey dove could hide so well in such short grass, and NOT FLY AWAY FROM AN APPROACHING LOUD MOWER, is entirely beyond me. I feel like a murderer of all things fluffy and cute. Sigh.
On a less grossed out note, since the Mississippi has been relatively high this year, the American White Pelicans really seem to enjoy the area near Alton now.
