BIRD 1: Where oh where shall we build our nest? Somewhere safe, and private, where we will be bothered by no man.
BIRD 2: How about here, directly over this front door? There is a double stroller parked here, and a minivan. I am guessing this place is abandoned.
BIRD 1: Perfect.

Nest.

BIRD 1: These strange wingless creatures keep walking under our nest! And opening and closing that door!
BIRD 2: I say we dive-bomb their heads. Or, alternatively, we can wait until they are directly underneath us, then fly away in terror, beating our wings so loudly that passersby think something is exploding.
BIRD 1: Genius.

The nest is safe from ground creatures, like turtles. An 11 year old would need a boost to see in.

BIRD 1: Our egg has hatched! Our baby is born!
BIRD 2: Good ‘nuff. Let the people see.
BIRD 1: I thought we were dive-bombing them?
BIRD 2: That got old. Now we’re ignoring them.
BIRD 1: I see.

Toddlers do not understand the appeal of the nest, or the bald baby bird therein.

BIRD 1: What is that little one even looking at? The porch ceiling? He’s not interested in our nest at all!
BIRD 2: The nerve. I say we fly to the nearest tree and tweet angrily from there.
BIRD 1: “Angrily” tires me out.
BIRD 2: Fine. We’ll just sing.
BIRD 1: Tra lala—
BIRD 2: Actually, that porch ceiling is kind of interesting. And if we perch up there, we can look into our own nest!
BIRD 1: I have always wanted to look into our own nest!
BIRD 2: It’s just lucky I chose this spot to build.
BIRD 1: Well done, really.

Five for Five. Today’s topic: PICTURES. What do you see, from where you are?

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