I've written about Killdeers at least once before, and because they are a regular part of our property, it seems fitting that they should return to my blog. This spring, like every spring we've been here, there have been Killdeers nesting on our lane. They love it because their eggs blend perfectly with the stones and gravel. I asked my girls, who have been checking the nest at least once a day ("Dad, we better go see if they've hatched yet"), to take a picture of the nest and eggs. The little birds have been running around after their parents, and we've had a chance to go and hold them briefly. It's amazing how tiny they are, and yet how they can run so fast and know to hide in the grass. It's hard to imagine spring without also thinking of the Killdeers.