Our backyard is in essence owned by the sparrows of the neighbourhood. They arrive about 8:00 a.m. seemingly from nowhere to pillage the birdfeeders. They flit in and out of the blue spruces in the garden and take turns bathing and drinking out of the water sititng on top of the pool which has been covered for the winter. I could honestly sit and watch them for hours because they are both humourous and intriguing. In honour of the birds in my life, this is my entry for the Think Monday, Think ATC challenge this week.