
Sunday: five days after I’d last seen them, the two nestlings were bursting at the lichen-y seams of their nest. Fledgling was imminent. (Their bills have a way to go, though.)

The nest day, about 22 hours later, there was only one bird in the nest. I hope the first one made it. I admit I scanned the ground beneath the nest for signs of disaster. Presumably by now, this one has fledged as well.

A couple of other looks at this tiny nest and its now, as of Monday, sole occupant.

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