When I moved into my townhouse, the front featured an enormous, Day-of-the-Triffids quality vine-thing that was, frankly, taking over. I managed to kill it, but never removed the dead remnants from the faux-balcony on the front of the house. I sorta liked it, and I’m also sorta lazy.

Yesterday, we realized that a bird’s nest was in the thick of this vine-snarl. This morning, we realized it’s full of tiny baby birds, so small they have no feathers. Since it’s right next to a big picture window, we can see the birds very clearly from inside the house.

Neat. Pix forthcoming.