I think Lady, Steve and kids are gone. I haven't seen them in two days. Today I mowed the lawn, weeded the angel garden and clipped the grass around the base of the shepherd's hook that their house is hanging on - and nuthin'. Not so much as an errant feather.
They've flown the coop.
I know I said I wouldn't be sad, and I know I said it would be great if they were gone by this weekend so we could have our family BBQ in the yard without having to worry about Lady dive-bombing our guests, but somehow I'm kinda sad just the same.
I'm not so big on goodbyes, even when the guests have just about overstayed their welcome and have ceased treating me like the kindly - albeit slightly insane - landlady I think I was to the bird family.
It's great that I have my yard back, but sharing it was awfully nice too.