The sun was going down, and the kids were driving me up the wall with that post-dinner high-blood-sugar bouncing-off-the-walls. So I tossed Holly in the stroller, handed Alex a stick, and we went for a long walk around the apartment complex. Alex gets to run along and hit bushes with a stick. It's a game I made up and he enjoys it a lot.
Anyway, we were on the far side of the complex, walking under one of the carports, when I noticed a bird flying out of the tops of one of the posts. Upon closer inspection, I noticed the post was covered in bird droppings.
Upon still closer inspection, I saw three tiny bird heads looking over the edge.
They're house finches, because they were still chirping, and it was the house finch chirp, not the sparrow chirp.
Here's what they'll grow into, and they sing so pretty.
Even in an apartment complex, nature creeps in!