Baby birds.

My neighbours don’t listen, infact they are not interested in anything i say. Every morning I am at their house shouting and talking. Holding sticks and telling them to better move out.

They are not bothered, they act like I am invisible. Only to come back stronger and determined.

How can a creature be adamant? I am tired, I have decided to let them be my neighbours stay till they give birth. Then mummies can move with their babies.

Nature is marvellous and beautiful. So are baby birds. The process of building their house again was rapid. Muds I think it is or sand but not hays.

I spotted feathers in the nest. Concluded it may be the eggs. In weeks I noticed baby birds, they would tweet as mother bird flew close to feed them.

Mouth to mouth the growth continued. So did the day come, for my lovely baby birds to go. I was privileged to see them fly away and never return.

Each time I tried to take a picture of them, they move in to their nest when I am outside. Did mummy Bird tell you something about me? I was not used to your type of neighbour .

Every morning, while washing plates. I look up and miss my neighbours. I see birds fly close to my window, imagine it is one of them tweeting and asking after me.

I am fine and I hope you are too?