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Little Creatures 
16th-Apr-2010 08:52 am

It was about 6:30 this morning and I was watching the news and the sunrise when I heard a big thump on the window. I saw a few feathers clinging to the outline of a bird, so went outside to see if the creature was ok.

On the deck, just in front of the bench quietly lay a hermit thrush. So I picked her up and held her to see if she was stunned or hurt worse. Her heart never raced, she never flinched. I stroked her back gently as she looked up at me and then all around. Brian found me sitting out there talking softtly to her and he snapped a few photos.

I gently pulled out each wing to make sure they were ok, then prodded her belly a bit. She finally stood up in my hand and just looked around. Brian’s cough made her turn her head sharply, but other than that, she was so calm. I convinced her to hop down next to me on the bench and she didn’t go far. After a little while she hopped about 2 feet away and was just looking around. When Brian stepped closer, she hop/fluttered onto the back of the bench. We encouraged her to give her wings a try and she flew onto an inner branch of the closest pine.

She’s still in the tree, occasionally hopping around. I keep listening for her song, which sounds a little like a flute.

I’ve never held a wild bird that was so at ease. I wish her well.

Originally published at Stage 3: bohemian. You can comment here or there.

17th-Apr-2010 11:21 am (UTC)
she looks like you.
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