Bush eggs: one. Nest box eggs: none. Feed hopper: full.
Poor Camilla, she squeezed and pushed all morning (inspired by my poem) until she was blue in the face (not unlike one of those odd Chinese Silkies, noted Buttercup) but still no egg.
Steve is a bit frustrated for her too as it would have given her some power to have her daughter just below her in the pecking order, but she knows there is nothing she can do to alter the situation. I have noticed Steve has been giving her underling, Ella, VERY firm pecks to keep her in order though. It’s subtle but effective retribution.
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