No time to stop!

Today was another very busy day and I didn't get much time to marvel at the birdie population explosion outside my kitchen window.

I almost felt sorry for the squirrels today. Baby starlings were all over the shed roof with their mouths open squawking while their poor parents flew back and forth with food.

How do they know which baby is theirs? Does it even matter?

Sorry, today's picture is the same sort as yesterday. No time to stop and stare!

Track? Here's one from the Yardbirds in 1966 - Shapes Of Things