I was determined to end my magpie stalking habits once the spring was over. Easier said than done, especially when my neighbours, the Magpies, started showing up with their adorable young ones…
No idea how many fledglings they have, they only showed up with two at a time at most. Generally, it’s only one accompanying the parents. As far as appearance goes, they can be barely told apart from the parents – I learnt to look for the shorter tails.
But the constantly hungry open beaks make all the difference, and the young ones are quite hilarious. Almost as big as the parents, they still whine and wait to be fed, even when Mon and Dad are trying to make a run for it.
Come to think of it, I do have some acquaintances in their thirties doing the same… If I waste even more time thinking about it, I realize I also met people in their fifties behaving like this. Who says people and birds are not alike?
Speaking of magpies, have you seen Tracy’s post this week? If not, stop by her blog (Reflections of An Untidy Mind) and read her hilarious poem for this week’s Corvid 2020 challenge.