are you my mother?

A black bird couple recently made this little hole their home. Very quaint. After adding a few little touches, they had babies. Those babies grew up and flew away. And the couple had more babies. It is because of me that they are still alive.

My dad thought the babies were gone and nailed the hole shut. He called up to me (our backyards conjoin) to notice the fixed hole, but all I saw was a death trap and heard tiny chirps coming from the now sealed hole! Me, Connie, and my mom all pleaded with him to fix the hole. And after a little while, he conceded.

I happy to say the babies are still alive and the parents did not abandon them! Even though they will grow up and chirp incessantly from sunrise to sunset, I'm glad I saved the baby birds the their home under my eave.