MOTHERHOOD

It goes on and on.  I just saw an example.  I wish I knew what kind of birds I just saw.  Black with some orange and white (I think, as they were so quick).  A baby sitting on the rail of my balcony,  It's little head on a the watch.  Looking up and down sideways and searching the sky and ground.  All of a sudden a mama swooped in with something big and juicy.  And off she flew.  The process was repeated over and over as she tried to fill her baby up.  He, or she,  would call and plead all the time. Never giving Mom a break.  Sound like familia?  Finally they flew away.      Must go meet Amy downstairs,  We have a bit of shopping to do.

Later

Betty Boop