After seeing a Bluebird
fly in the nest a few times
as we drove out of our driveway,
I decided to stand like a statue
and see if I could get a closer picture.
Unfortunately, he saw me.
He continued to fly around,
but always came back with that
poor worm dangling from his mouth.
I think he was getting a little impatient,
but kept flying closer to the birdhouse.
Finally he flew down.
And lunch was served!




















