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weeks after the female began incubating.

It was a calm, clear day with a very blue sky when I entered the blind early on a July morning. A meadow lark sang from a near field and a kingfisher made his rattling sound as he flew over the pond looking for fish.

The killdeer scurried from the nest at my approach but quickly returned when I entered the blind. She puffed out her breast feathers and wriggled about as she settled herself on the eggs.

After perhaps an hour, she stood up and peered down at her eggs. Through the lens of my camera and telephoto lens, I could see one egg moving gently. After a half hour the killdeer-in-miniature emerged, rested for a moment then stood on tiny legs; it looked startlingly like the female even to the dark bands on the breast.

During my day-long stay in the blind, three eggs hatched while the female stood protectively over them. The male was in attendance five or so feet away. Soon after each tiny young — no bigger than my thumb — emerged, the female picked up the shell and ran away with it. No egg shells were to remain to attract predators, even minute ones as I was to discover later.

While the eggs were hatching the female constantly pecked into the nest. What was she doing? This continued all day and her pecking increased as the third young one emerged

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