
Immaturity
Delighting in fine feathers
Infancy still shows…

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Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
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Thanks Jaye x
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Beautiful dandy. We have two brothers still flying around in our garden, they are mad as hatters and beautiful to watch. xxx
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He’s one of our babies… we’ve watched several generations grow up now 🙂 xx
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Us too. I love the birds, it cheers me up no end watching them. xxx
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I never tire of watching them 🙂 xx
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Oh my … that sky’s awfully big.
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He seemed to take to it…eventually 🙂
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Sometimes the 3/4 grown babies seem larger than the overworked parents. They still sit and shout for food. 🙂 — Suzanne
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Very much like humans 😉
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