Our swallows now have three eggs. Mrs. Swallow spent much of her morning in the box. When she ventured out for brunch, dad popped in to count the eggs.

Dad spent much of his morning perched on his ‘deck’ – the perch I clamped to the hummingbird feeder for the hummers. We had a nice conversation while I had my breakfast this morning.  Here’s mom fidgeting in the box for a bit.