I guess I have this to look forward to when my children grow up. I turn on the nest cam and stare at an empty gourd. Barren and desolate without evidence of the life and activity that preludes it. My boys will grow up, sooner than later, and I will walk to the door way of their room and stare at it in the same disbelief. Where did they go? Well, I know where. The fact that they are not here brings thoughts of what journeys they are undertaking. What adventures lie before them. What path life will bring to them….what a downer! I MUST change the nest cam to one of the other gourds. So I can revert my mind to the busyness of motherhood. A blessing and a curse. You are so busy with simple fodder for your mind that you are oblivious to time marching on to life’s end.