a window seat
Well, when I woke up this morning the little birdie (see yesterday's post) wasn't doing very well, very lethargic and not singing. I sat outside hoping to see some clues as to where a nest was hidden nearby, but did not have any luck.
I called the local wild life organization and found a place that could take our little guy and get him to a place where he will be released back into his environment. This was actually more difficult than I anticipated it being, a big part of me wanted to figure out how to care for him and do it myself, and the other part of me wanted to put him in trained hands to ensure his life would be okay.
So I came home from leaving him and was feeling blue, listening to the neighborhood tweeting away, wondering where he fell from. The kitties have been engrossed in birds and wind outside the window, but still I have not seen a nest. I just called where he was dropped off to check on him (they encouraged me to do so) and he is doing quite well...so when he is older he will be free again, singing outside my bedroom window (I hope ♥).