I looked out my kitchen window this AM and saw 3 birds looking like they were having a meeting -- but I could not get all three in the shot since I had my telephoto lens on and they were not very far away
So I snapped a separate one of this one and when I zoomed in I noticed ...it was a baby ..and could not fly... it looked as it it were looking ...
up in this big tree- saying--'mama where are you'?
And momma was up there directing the two down below in the grass-- to help-- please help my baby-- he fell--I'm not ready for him to leave the nest!!--
Then a couple hours later as I was leaving for my Yoga class I saw another cute/ugly/cute baby on the street
It seemed to have fallen from this nest-- I fretted -- should I pick it up? I can't reach the nest..... ugh, what should I do? I left --I turned around went back-- fretted more-- and finally went late to Yoga -- when I got back in two hours it was gone noo blood or cat in sight
and when I looked in the yard this was all I saw -- Do they get lifted by others or learn to fly that quickly? or like humans it is a little of both.
So throughout the rest of the day as I thought about baby birds, nests,falling-- cats -- I had to stop on the road for this and of course I was thinking I hope he doesn't fall
and then because of all this, I got to thinking.... I know my (baby)is old enough to fly am I ready for him to leave the nest?
Maybe this is a fitting post for Independence day?
4 hours ago