The second egg will not hatch, surely a heat result as hummingbird eggs nearly always hatch, but the little guy is growing and sleeping all the time like a classic teenager. Oh to be a week old again on a breezy summer afternoon in a sweet crib.
Emily is giving a lot of space for that, and am giving them both space after the jay scare, even though Emily knows am there, knows am the feeder hookup, and surely witnessed me take on the jay. In any case, she knows nature is a most dangerous place and ever fiercely protects against all the world that might threaten at any level.
So photos may be more spare for now–and may or may not have the window screen removed–but every day is a new beautiful adventure in life for us all:
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