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I'm keeping your sandwich warm...

The young boy crow who hatched a year or so back dropped by.

It's good to see that his parents are happy having him around, as I think they're nesting, again.

He spent some time standing in the sun and stretching and showing off his feathers.

(Look at me, approve of me.... ha ha).

There's a vine growing next to one of the ramps that leads up onto the fence, and I make an effort to keep it trimmed back, but that didn't stop him from hopping up the ramp and stopping every so often to pull on the vine.

Everything is a potential toy, ha ha.

I've noticed from time to time that the family gather at "the old homestead" for a good old rousing caw-rus, or would that be chorus? Ha ha.

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I find some good ones, sometimes... ha ha.

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Because you like to make wind-up toys, Ecar

Mother magpie arrived at "food time", that couple of hours in the evening when the ranks of the hopeful horde start to swell in anticipation... ha ha.

So I put the plate with the macaroni down for her.

That was well received... ha ha.

I stood with her while she ate, not that she needs chaperoning - the only other birds that like the macaroni are the currawongs and she's got them fairly terrified of her, ha ha.

I thought I'd spend some of that "quality" time we always hear about, with her, where our respective busy lives overlap, ha ha.

Once she'd finished eating she looked up and thanked me for fulfilling my pasta-rol duties... ha ha.

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