
Check out these photos I took this morning of the lake in my backyard.


And the wading pool in my basement.


At one point, the water was four feet high at the sliding glass door and pouring in at the rate of gallons per second. ramblings of a forty-something, housebound, neurotic female

Check out these photos I took this morning of the lake in my backyard.


And the wading pool in my basement.


At one point, the water was four feet high at the sliding glass door and pouring in at the rate of gallons per second. 
After watching him for a few seconds, I saw his mother swoop down to feed him and recognized that she was a blue jay. I know this photo is pretty fuzzy, but the action happened so fast this was the only shot I was able to get.
I continued to watch him for a bit and then decided that he might be video worthy.
After just a few minutes, it became too difficult for me to stand at the window and I missed him attempting to fly off the yucca. I looked a little while later and he was gone.
Damn, I wish I could get my babies out of the nest that easily.
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Note to my readers:
I realize that it seems kinda scary, or maybe even a little pathetic, that I spent that much time interested in some baby birds (and even more time to blog about it) but, with being stuck in the house ALL THE F***ING TIME, this is one of the most exciting things I've seen in months. I know you're really jealous, but you'll just have to contain yourselves.
~Deb