Bird Lessons
Sometimes having the National Geographic channel in your own backyard isn't such a great thing. (See Miracle post below about the baby birds). I watched and watched as both mama and papa red bird flew off to find food then came back and dropped the chewed up mess down little tiny gullets. I could hear the babies and the parents talking to each other while I did the dishes. Then there was silence. Then I noticed Mom and Dad were no longer coming to the nest. They'd land on the bird feeder then fly across the yard to another tree(s). Oh dear, I worried. This can't be good. Something bad must have happened to the wee chirpers. Visions of lions chasing down a baby zebra for dinner flitted through my mind. Oh dear. Did the babies fall out of the nest? Were they dinner for some bigger creature? Oh dear. So I went exploring. I stood under the tree where the nest sits empty and looked up. I looked til my eyes crossed. And then, I saw it. A baby bird, whose coloring perfectly match...