Friday, May 15, 2009

He's no spring chicken

This was a sight for sore eyes I found outside one of the businesses I was at in Woodburn. He cracks me up with his grandpa scowl.
This other set of starling chicks were hidden in a nearby bush. I had to wiggle my finger over their heads to get them to open their mouths. Poor tortured animals.
The mama birds were not too happy with my intrusion on their turf. They were circling overhead, getting ready to divebomb me.

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