Yesterday, I watched cardinals eating these American Beautyberries. The cardinals were also introducing them to their fledglings. This brings me to the topic of peanut butter toast.
This little fledgling has been showing interest in my toast. He is actually totally amused and amazed that I take objects, put them in my mouth, and swallow them. I explain that he is far too young for toast and when he seems frustrated with that I take him for a walk around the field. The cool mornings have made walks much easier; no longer do we have sweaty babies stuck to our sweaty chests.
Every morning our field is blanketed in countless dew-covered webs. I tell the boys that if they want to get their PhD's in one of the life sciences then they need to start thinking about a specific area of study and a thesis. I've discussed with them the possibility of being twin arachnologists and that I'm convinced that there are undiscovered species of spiders in our backyard.
Tummy time...
We took an early morning trip to Alligator Lake. Giles and Moss decided it was a perfect time to nap which gave us a much needed return to one of our old routines (taking a walk...oh, the freedom). They woke occasionally and seemed to enjoy the outing. We are getting better at this, but on the calendar for next week is the start of our vacation which has been given the title 'fool's errand'. We shall see...
