So, here we were yesterday, me at home, Becky and Sammi at school, feeling sad all day. I kept checking the nest, only to remember, our little babies were gone. Then we went for a walk, and got really upset when we saw a dead baby bird on the ground. There was a nest above us, and it didn't have its feathers yet; it must have been blown from the nest during Monday's storm.
Afterwards we came home, Beck and I were chillin' on the couch, watching TV when she let out a scream. The father and one of the babies were back! They were prancing around on our front lawn, the father, looking for worms, and the baby following close behind. Sometimes the father would feed the baby, and sometimes it looked like she was trying to find the worms herself. Becky grabbed her camera and took another couple dozen shots.
Sorry for the quality; she was afraid if she went outside, she would scare them off. So these are through one of our downstairs windows that has a screen on it. We'll be removing the screen this weekend though, in case we get another batch of eggs soon.
Can you make out the father feeding the baby in the above picture?
And then the little one got a bit brazen and went off on her own, so Becky got this shot.
We all feel a bit better today, knowing that at least one of them found the father and they're still being protected. We're going with the assumption that the other two are with the mom.