Thus far he appears to have changed his attitude toward this place in only one respect, and that is touching upon its desir ability as a site for his nest. (Perhaps this was preceded by a change in roosting place). With the new brood he still comes to me for worms, but, at the present, there seems to be some confusion in his adaptation of the old pattern to the new physical conditions. Thus, a little before noon, I found him at the sage patch again. He came at once for worms; prepared each with the extreme thoroughness which he practices when the brood is very young, but, instead of carrying them off to the nest, he, as noted this morn- ing, carried them about the glade and vicinity as if his breed ought to be thereabouts instead of wherever it is. He was very reluctant to depart, making his blue-bird call while searching and preparing and prepreparing the worms over and over again. He came back to me with the worms and wanted more. These went through the same cycle. Gradually he began to eat them one at a time at long intervals. He came to me again. This time he made no bones about it and gobbled every one. Finally he climbed the old oak, called a few times, then disappeared without carrying food. 3:30 P.M. As I came out of the shop-yard at about 2 P.M. both Brownie and Rhody discovered me at about the same time. Rhody announced his discovery with rattle-boos off to the left some place and Brownie came running from the old oak. Both arrived at about the same time. B was satisfied with one worm, prepared it and left in the direction from which he had approached (S.E.). Rhody presented his mouse at the mirror, then lay down for a good rest still holding the mouse. I took snap shots at him from 5 feet distance as I want to get a good record of the skin pattern back of his eyes. Next he visited nest 3-37, which he has been neglecting; came down, walked about--back again and ate the mouse there, then rest- ed. (3 P.M.). (In the meantime I visited the hummers. The Allen chases the Anna from the peach trees. An Allen sat and preened less than 3 feet from my face and at the same level for about 3 minutes, leaving to chase out an Anna and then returning. It is impossible to describe the exquisite beauty of this tiny creature). At 3:20 Rhody was just coming down from the nest and Brownie was back again at my feet. (He took two worms off to the cypress). Rhody now began carrying twigs and working on 3-37--the first work there in many days, as he has been concentrating on 4- 37 in the house in the roost tree(whenever he has worked lately). Rhody doesn't know what he wants. His cerebral cortex seems to be acerebral vortex. At 4 P.M. Rhody again announced his coming by a rattle-boo off to the north and soon appeared for another mouse--his third for the day. His procedure was: to the cage entry, to the mirror, a long rest in the sun, to nest 3-37, where he ate the mouse; rest there until 4:30; sunning until 5;20, then a slow march toward the west lot. Brownie reappeared about 5 P.M. for worms. He got worms and prepared them carefully, wandered about with them 10 or 15 minutes, at one time preparing to take off to the S.E. Changed his mind-- ate them. Finally came for more. This time I traced him all the way to the Robinsons'. While he flew to the cypress, he then pro- ceeded along through the shrubbery paralleling the sidewalk until he came to Estates Drive, when he flew the rest of the way. March 28th.