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Concrete steps and first flights

I’m starting to worry about my front porch again. I managed to get an extension on the deadline for fixing it, but now the new deadline is rapidly approaching. August 15. Does anyone know anyone who is a good handy-type-person with some experience in patching concrete steps? I think it’s just a little job, but I have a few other little jobs I could throw in, to make it worth their while. Fix a wooden railing on the back porch. Replace the indoor/outdoor carpeting on the back porch. Stuff like that. Please let me know at zoomery at gmail dot com. Thanks.


Are you tired of hearing about my baby lovebirds yet? Hang in there – I figure we only have about six more weeks to go. I’ll try to write about other stuff too, even though my universe seems to have shrunk quite a bit over the past ten days.

I don’t get tired of them, because they change every day. Today, for instance, they had first breakfast at 2:30 in the morning instead of 4:30. And while I was cleaning their house, Piccolo and Banjo climbed right out of the margarine container. They couldn’t do that yesterday. I was thrilled. (See what I mean about my universe shrinking?)

Also? They can look out the window of their house now. They climb up on top of the bolster and stretch their necks to make themselves tall, and peek out the window. It’s so cute.

They’re at the stage where they put everything in their mouths. Food, poop, shavings, whatever. I even found Oboe trying to peck the pictures off the wallpaper yesterday. I’m starting to give them real food in addition to formula. Yesterday I grated a cherry for them. It’s not easy grating a cherry. Or cutting a blueberry into 32 pieces.

I’m lucky that a very experienced and generous bird breeder – California Dreamer – has taken me and my baby birds under her wing, so to speak. She’s mentoring me as I raise these little guys. Every day she watches the babies on the webcam and gives me more nuggets of useful information.

She tells me they’ll be flying in a week or two. I wonder if they know they’ll be able to fly someday? Or will it come as a big surprise to them? Can you imagine if you woke up tomorrow and discovered you could fly? I’d freak with joy.

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