I was awakened much too early this morning by the cheery song of a Catbird
who seems to have chosen our shrubs as his territory. Later this morning I saw
one of the birds pass a moth to the other, which fluttered its wings 
like a baby bird.
Then the moth-giver flew down onto our porch to check out some 
nesting material.
Our porch is littered with stuff after all the thunderstorms, but 
it's nice to have
"the birds need it for their nest" as an excuse not to sweep it up right away.

I also saw them in one of our azaleas, looking at the remains of a nest that
I discovered there this past winter.

The robin's nest on our window ledge seems to have been abandoned. This
tends to happen each year early in the season. For some reason, birds that
nest up there later in the season have more success.

--Pat

Pat Valdata, Elkton, MD | 
"The natural function of the wing is to soar upwards
and carry that which is heavy up to the place where dwells the race of gods.
More than any other thing that pertains to the body
it partakes of the nature of the divine." --Plato