KEEPING AN EYE ON ME

The nest is empty.
Sometime during the day when we were about our business, the three chicks flew off. As I ambled through the garden looking for a subject to blip I noticed that "Dad " (who incidentally is a Redeyed Bulbul not a Cape Bulbul) kept a beady eye on me. He kept disappearing into the old pear tree so I think the young birds are there.