When not working on my own nest, I often check out the nests of others. Our pair of Eastern Phoebes have returned to their nesting spot under the eaves of our house and are busy darting to and fro with mud and moss, building their nest. While not the most glamourous birds, they make up for their drab, utilitarian outerwear with agile and elegant flight patterns. We count on them to catch all the insects outside the kitchen window. Last Spring I saw Mom Phoebe delivering a Yellow Jacket to the little ones for breakfast. Yum, tasty.
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