I had never actually seen a Chickadee excavating a nest hole before. I looked up when I noticed bits of stuff raining down from on high. All I had was the tail view until he pulled out his head, and with a toss, spit out more sawdust. Then back in the hole he went. Let me tell you, he was working it hard.
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A flutter of movement drew me across the street. A dark bird flashed away. I was scanning the trees when a hole in an adjacent snag suddenly filled up. The phrase “gaping maw” leapt to mind. If he had had a spoon he would have been banging it against the table. It must be hard to fill even a tiny belly, one bitsy caterpillar at a time. I never saw the harried parent.