The Waiting is the Hardest Part
Over the past few weekends, my hubby has been tearing down sections of the old fence and putting up new, little by little. This led to the discovery of a quail's nest in the wooded corner of our property. Our back lawn is often filled with quail early in the morning, until Pitou runs out and chases them away. With planks coming down and posts being pulled up I hope the ruckus hasn't caused the mom to abandon her eggs. Time will tell.