And then there were more...

Birds. Those feathery flying things that crap everywhere. At least they eat bugs, right?

Anyway, a pair had decided to nest in our apartment's enterance. Here you see the nest Version 3.2 adorning the "whatever the hell you call it." Versions 1 and 2 didn't make it in previous years. I think the city knocked 'em down. Version 3.1 was stoned by little kids, and yet these tenacious little swallows rebuilt what was left of 3.1 to make a happy home for 4 new little chicky nuggets...I mean baby birds.