Baby Overboard

Hansel was wheeling his first barrow-load of dirt of the long weekend when he discovered the baby bird. The fledgling blue jay was cowering beside the recycling bin, too young to fly away. That explains the scream (surely their collective noun?) of blue jays who have been divebombing for days at the back of the house. Hansel and I looked at each other and wondered how best to help. We decided to wait for Marilyn. The bird hopped behind the air conditioning unit. It is not there now. We haven’t seen a cat.

About Liz Barron

US Peace Corps Volunteer in Armenia. Permanent address in Washington DC. Deep roots in Northern Ireland and persistent Belfast accent. Blogger,cook, mother, grandma, Scrabble-player and enthusiastic world traveler.
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One Response to Baby Overboard

  1. starscraper99 says:

    This little chick is just so cute 😀

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