tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670924720365532142.post8955947580576990958..comments2023-02-11T22:05:51.811-07:00Comments on Look Under Things: FledgedLee Ann Setzerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17498357975662411720noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670924720365532142.post-6701350179586024332009-07-10T17:13:06.194-06:002009-07-10T17:13:06.194-06:00I hope you get another bunch next year. So cool.I hope you get another bunch next year. So cool.Luisa Perkinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15310698422276446909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6670924720365532142.post-45205048179631285702009-07-10T11:27:04.426-06:002009-07-10T11:27:04.426-06:00You are staying up way too late! It's satisfyi...You are staying up way too late! It's satisfying getting to see them grow up. This next part is depressing, so don't read it if you're not in the mood. We have a little sparrow family that builds a nest every year in a corner of our eaves that almost hits the second-tier roof. Every summer, we also find one or two baby birds, with no feathers, dead, on our driveway every other day for a week. The saddest thing was when one baby bird had pinfeathers and was still alive on the driveway. It could almost hop so I thought we could save it. First, I moved it into a nearby flowerbed, under a cottoneaster bush. Horribly, I didn't notice the pinworms or ants under the bush but they sure noticed the baby bird. Then I moved him into a container with a rose bush but I couldn't get the pinworms off of him. He died shortly after that, in agony, I'm sure. I felt so powerless. We even fed him ground up raw hamburger (ha ha) mixed with a little warm water from an eyedropper, hoping that would help him recover. Anyway, I hope I only find dead ones on the driveway now, and am encouraging Allen to block that corner of the eaves this summer. Hope you're well!erinkahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08821313336419884030noreply@blogger.com