Talk about a freakin’ growth spurt!
I looked out this evening and everyone was out on the edge of the nest for feeding.
They literally look like they’re 50% bigger than they were just yesterday!
Definitely just three chicks. One unhatched egg that’s been seen, so the fate of #4 remains a mystery. We’ll see what’s in the bottom of the nest in a couple of weeks when everyone leaves.
I thought I might have spotted a fourth about two minutes later from another view, shooting through the screen door. (Thus the sort of funky quality to the image.) There were definitely four heads and everyone was looking at something over by the BBQ, so my first assumption was that Mama Finch had flown off and four chicks were waiting for her. But on closer examination, that’s obviously three chicks and Mama.
No clue was was going on at the BBQ. It wasn’t me – we’re doing our big holiday festival of fire and meat tomorrow.
(Oh, and go watch the “Hamilton” film – words can’t even describe how spectacular it is. At least, not my words.)