Mumsie and I were on our way to The Dalles when we stopped for something to eat. What a surprise to see this little bird hopping in and out of these spindly spokes. It appears they were placed there to keep the birds from nesting. This little fellow is a fledgling.
What a sweet surprise to see this young bird hopping in and out of the nest, oblivious to man's endeavor to keep nature from doing what nature does. The parents were kept busy feeding the little guy.
I think the lesson to be learned here, is--there's always a way.
Have a lovely weekend all you wonderful people!
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Yes dear one, there is always a way. Hugs, Wendy
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