During our early May snowstorm we had a great many limbs fall in the yard. There were also a great many that were damaged and are still in the trees. So now every time we have a small rainstorm with any little small wind involved we are still getting limbs that fall.
Rocky and Bullwinkle love it when they fall in their pins. They can strip the bark and leaves off those limbs faster than any critter I have ever seen.
And somehow during all these falling limbs we have ended up with these little guys in the chicken house. My guess is that they are some sort of Martin, (Mom looks like a Purple Martin) but even more strange is that the chickens do not mess with them at all.
Despite the fact that they are no longer in the giant maple towering over the chicken yard the mother has obviously continued to feed them. They have nestled out a small nest in the straw in the corner of the chicken house and are surviving nicely it seems.
Blessings from The Holler
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