I was outside taking pictures of the girls in the front yard the other day when my neighbor waved me over across the street and said, "Come take a picture of my baby birds."

So I walked over and he pointed this low hanging nest in his tree.


We could hear the baby birds calling for yummy regurgitated insects from mom and if you wanted to, you could have reached up and touched the nest. Except I'm thinking someone might have taken issue with that.
She sat there, six inches away from my camera, eying me suspiciously, but never moving a muscle. Not until I'd had my fill of picture taking and walked away, did she fly off to do some shopping or whatever it is bird mommas do. I'm always amazed by how nature takes care of its own.