The last couple of days have been particularly frustrating ones; on Friday, right before a major deadline, my primary computer (the Dell XPS supermachine for which I paid $2200 six months ago) went down completely due to a video driver problem, and I spent three days getting it back up and running. On Sunday, Tom’s car followed suit, leaving him stranded on Interstate 30.
I’ll be writing more about the computer problems and my solution over on my tech blog later today (http://deb-tech.spaces.live.com). Meanwhile, there were good things happening, too. I got word yesterday from Eveline, who’s with the wildlife rehab center and who has become a great onilne friend, that the baby swallow I took there is doing great and even has a couple of nest mates now. Someone else brought in two barn swallows about the same age. Looks like he’s going to make it, and I’m thrilled that he’s no longer all alone.
Meanwhile here at home, his two brothers (or sisters) are getting big. They’re at the "Cartman" stage now — they look like the SouthPark character at this point in their development, when they’re just about fully feathered and start standing up on the edge of the nest so that you can see their fat little bodies and little white mouths. Here’s a photo of them from this morning:
We’re also being visited daily by large groups of new flying babies from all over the neighborhood. Yesterday there were over a dozen at a time, perching on the windowsills and above the door, sitting in the nest cups upstairs and flying ’round and ’round the balcony. Here are some great pix I got of some of them (you can click on the pictures to enlarge them):
Are those great views of these little things in flight, or what?