This morning, we were out watering...we're just trying to keep alive what we've got, nothing more. No grass, no exotic natives. Anway, a mockingbird kept fussing at me. I just laughed and fussed right back. I did notice that it was carrying a worm or some insect in its beak. But–DUH–I didn't think any further than that.
Along comes James later. I was busy still laughing at the mockingbird when James pointed to our flame acanthus. A BABY perched within the branches! That's why the adult had been yelling at me! DUH! James got a ladder, and I scooped up the little bird child in my hands. I tried to set it high on an oak branch, full of ball moss. But it tumbled off. So this time, I set it in a leafy elbow bush. Success! Several times today, I've checked on the baby, and it's doing fine. Both parents are busy feeding it. Naturally, when I showed up with my camera, one got VERY perturbed with me. Again.
4 comments:
Texas Ranches
They are best known for the habit of some species mimicking the songs of other birds and the sounds of insects and amphibians.
I love the photos of the baby bird. You got some great shots!!!
Isn't that baby bird just the sweetest? Looks very vulnerable. Lovely photographs, Sheryl.
Thanks, y'all! And yep, mockingbirds (mostly males) imitate all kinds of sounds, including cell phones and trash trucks. They are VERY fierce protectors of their offspring too!!
Post a Comment