For several weeks now i have been so enchanted with the mr & mrs chickadee who have made their nest in a birdhouse on my porch. I love to watch them daily flutter in and out...so sweet. Their little song has become familiar to me & I enjoy listening to their music all day long!
A few days ago i heard the chirping of their babies...loud chirping I might add!
Each night this week we have eaten our dinner outside on the porch near their nest. Mom & dad chirp away while we dine & I remind the girls not to make any loud noises to scare them away.
Well...last night as we were eating we heard a thump. There, just below the birdhouse, was one of the babies. He was laying on his little back. OH goodness....we all were so distressed-- do we touch him? is this normal? do we try to place him back in the nest? where were mom & dad? is he big enough to be out yet? After what seemed like an eternity, but in actuality was only about 5 minutes, he flipped himself upright & began singing. By this time the girls were all inside...teary might i add... & I am frantically calling any vet in the yellow pages trying to find someone who was open at this late hour & is familiar with birds.
I finally get sent to a wonderful kindhearted woman. I tell her the story, how we heard the mom & dad singing for days but tonight they were no where in sight. How he fell out and was just sort of jumping around , now in the pine straw area of our yard.
So she tells me--chickadees learn to fly from the ground. Unlike wrens & bluebirds which fly from the nest, these little guys actually drop out of their nest....who knew? She then tells me that mom & dad are probably out nearby under a shrub with the rest of the family waiting on this little guy & that he's doing exactly what he is supposed to be doing. She tells me I can calm my girls, one of which is truly upset by this point....how sweet is that?!
She also tells me it takes these little guys about 3-4 days before they can fly. By this time we can now hear mom & dads song. The late bloomer is chirping away. I decided to go ask my next door neighbors if they would kindly keep an eye on their indoor doggie as the little chickadee has now crossed the picket fence & is hopping around in their yard.
A happy ending for my family of animal lovers.
Whew...all that & then the tear-jerker Idol episode.
Needless to say, by bedtime I was completely emotionally wore out!
This morning I hear their happy song. What a blessing! I am in awe of God's creation. He is aware of every living creature.
Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? Yet not one of them is forgotten by God. Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Don't be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.