I have a heart for mother birds. All that patience. So much risk.
Her last batch of eggs was stolen by a hungry raccoon the day before they were to hatch.
Then her long time mate, Rainboy, was lost to a dog.
She weathered a rough spring, but even with no eggs, she didn’t stop sitting on the nest.
So we popped a few chicken eggs under her, and now, 21 days later…