Today was spring. Spring, spring, real spring! 12 degrees heat, no snow, the long light at the court:) We were on a wonderful walk. It is good to go the whole family is home.
Magpies felt all kinds of God's will and build nests on power. One in front of our window. From day to day growing pile of sticks, which is in fact an intricate design sroczego habitat. Mr. Sroka worried walks across the lawn in search of a suitable stick. Having found it, turns a few times in his beak, to check whether you really are covered. The Lady Magpie nest without asking her husband attentive gaze.
- Is this a good stick? And not too long by any chance? Will it fit? Ukłuje not me sitting at wysiadywaniu eggs?
And while the situation repeats itself ...
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