Birds in Your Window are MUCH Better than Bats in Your Belfrey

Several months ago a pair of birds (maybe Sparrows) found that our bathroom window doesn't close all the way (all the windows are old and roll out, the storm window is on the inside) and they began to build a nest. They worked and worked and worked. I called them my beeping birds because every morning I'd hear their beeping as they chatted about their plans for the day.
Finally I noticed that one was sitting inside the nest and the other would bring her food.
Then TA DA! Baby Birds!
We couldn't see them when they were really little but would occasionally hear a tiny, faint "beep." Eventually, we saw both parents bringing food. OFTEN! And then little heads began to look out the "door."
Then one morning we woke up to find five little copies of the parents hopping around in the window.

They amused us for about two days. I realized that the little things couldn't figure out how to get out the window.
And since this particular roll out window just doesn't roll out (or in) I went outside and pushed it open. Several flew to the bush just behind this window. One need some encouragement. One needed a little lift to get started (and not be terrorized by the small dog or small children).

And they flew away just in time to reinstall the little AC unit in the bathroom.

Our carport bird family came back. We expect those babies to begin to fly in the next couple of weeks.

In other news . . .

We're trying out the summer reading program at our local Library again this year. Every Tuesday someone comes and tells a story, or demonstrates something, or has puppets or "magic."
In years past I've walked my gaggle of smallish persons into a hot, packed out little library full of  lots of other smallish persons and some biggish person trying to perform something. This year, our sweet librarian, Mrs. Emma, reserved the slightly larger Community Center right across the road from the Library. What a smart, cool, roomy idea!!!
The first day was Ken Panse, "The Reptile Wrangler," and his exotic critters.

We ALL enjoyed him. And we learned a little too!
Did you know snakes can't hear? And that it really is NORMAL to stop your car and help a turtle across the road? (I'm not the only one!)
The next week was a skinny, funny man, named Andy Offutt Irwin, musian and storyteller. I thought he was hysterical! (And I can see Alex as him in about 40+ years). I didn't take his picture but you can find him on YouTube.
We didn't go this week. But we'll be back to "Dig into Reading!"

Gene, his mother, sister and baby niece, took a trip together to Arkansas to see Grandma Lore. She was in the hospital but is doing dandy now.

Four Generations: Gene's mom, Marcia, Sister Melissa
and cute neice DeKendra, Gene, & Grandma Lore

Uncle Dennis and Gene

The children and I had a busy weekend while the Daddy was gone. The children presented the Gospel in Daddy's place Friday night at the Nursing Home.
We went to Walmart. We traveled to Lawrenceville to visit with a family I grew up with as they mourn the loss of their sweet mother, Deborah Plott. What a wonderful legacy she has left down here!!!
Grandmother took us to the fire department to have The Mama's blood pressure checked. It was high. That is weird. And since it was high, and The Mama was HOT and thirsty and the kids were hungry, we went to Arby's. And The Mama, who didn't feel hungry at all, ate like a starving person.
We came home. We went to church. We went to church again. And Finally The Daddy was home!!!

Oh! We finally got a flag to hang outside on the old, small shed. We put it up before church Sunday morning and stood around (some still in PJ's) and said the pledge.