Heart of the Country
Jul. 21st, 2019 08:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)

The birdbath is popular on a hot afternoon. The Sparrows act just like humans, splashing around and chattering excitedly as they crowd in together. Everyone has rather less boundary space than normal, and they all seem in a good mood, with no squabbling. I had to replace the water about every two hours.
There's a Lark flying past in front. I was watching everyone having fun in the bath, and didn't even notice him until afterward. He's headed for the tube feeder, I think, just out of sight to the right.

Livin' in the Heart of the Country. I appreciate the Beverly Hillbillies aesthetic. Not too far down the road from here, I saw a trio of young spotted Whitetail fawns, browsing beside the road. I'm reasonably sure they were triplets - they were all of an identical size. I didn't see mom, but I'm sure she was nearby. She'd probably still be walking funny after that, I'd imagine.