Yesterday on the way to Avdi’s, a small mother bird flew from the nest, so that was good news.  Two of the babies were still alive, but one looked near death.  At least the mother was around.  But when I returned in the evening, I found the nest tumbled onto the ground, and no sign of baby birds.  Life can be harsh.

In better news, I baked the first challot after Pesach, and haven’t lost my touch.  I also made Asian-style bbq chicken, an Asian-style marinated salad, and a sesame matzah kugel.  Everyone (who was there) seemed to enjoy it.

The flowers!!  Look at these irises that bloomed together.  We’re entering spring primetime.  Conveniently, it keeps suddenly t-storming, so I don’t have to water.