After seeing these guys so often near my house, I decided to pay a visit to theirs.
Locating the birds by ear was easy, but they where extremely skittish and warily watched me as I stood beneath the West Side Highway.
There was one bird missing 3 toes.
After some time, I got them going to their nest.
Which had recently been DESTROYED, yet again. Which of course, they were rebuilding.
Keep on keepin on little bros!