Chirpped

I was wrong! I was wrong!

The wee hummingbirds are alive; the Pequeña family is okay. Early this morning two little brown heads popped up from the nest and my hope for urban wildlife was restored.

I've Mcguyvered a hummingbird feeder out of a tiny bowl and some koolaid. As we all know, red dye #5 is an essential ingredient in any city bird's life. I just hope Mrs. Pequeña gets a drink before it evaporates into rock candy, which I will later sell in the parking lot of the local Circle K with the other hustlers.

Hummingbirds are my second-favorite type of bird, number one is the burrowing owl. I'm glad these little chirplings are still alive.