The grass makes him feel supreme.
Sun feels so good on his feathers that his mom wrote him a letter. It said hello.
They sometimes discuss stamen qualities.
They define “helping” as “dropping cockatiel spores.”
Blue outside, white inside, delicious everyside.
Peas can be surprisingly moody.
Sometimes your babies look like candy and hang off of your swimmerets.
She’s pretty sure that if she looks at a camera, all of her electrons will be removed.
Baby chickadees. The parents build the nest out of moss…. as they should. (Be respectful if you find a nest and dont harass for photos… these birds know us and I only peeked for a few seconds)
No silly caption this time. Sunsets are a joy.
We shared a kiss then held claws, but we aren’t dating.
It was one of those kinds of days.
Legitimately my new boyfriend.