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Feed Me
The baby barn swallows have left the nest. They made it to the back deck and sit on the rail waiting for their parents to bring them food. When one of the parents come around they go nuts chirpin and holding their mouths open hoping to be the next one to get the food. I think the one facing the wrong way was trying to get his sibling to trade spots in hopes to butt in line.
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