Baby bluebirds follow their parents to the feeder, last Thursday in the rain.

They wait…

… to be fed.

“More?”

Discovered yesterday… a clutch of five more eggs from our hard-working bluebird mom and dad.

More on our backyard bluebirds: Bluebirds every day

A blog all about bluebirds: Bluebird Diary 2014

As might be expected of creatures so heavenly in color, the disposition of bluebirds is particularly angelic. Gentleness and amiability are expressed in their soft musical voice. Tru-al-ly, tru-al-ly, they sweetly assert when we can scarcely believe that spring is here; tru-wee, tur-wee they softly call in autumn when they go roaming through the countryside in flocks of azure. – Neltje Blanchan, Birds Worth Knowing, 1917