Are you my mother?

Yup--here we go again.......

Last year (or was it the year prior....) we dealt with the baby cardinal--this year (despite my lack of love for the bird....) baby grackle.
The poor thing.

I made himself park in the yard to give the wee birdie plenty of opportunity to be herded home by his parents.
Umm....notsomuch.....

So, I had himself place the baby BACK into the plants where I could hear other babies making a ruckus.
Good in theory--however, VERY clear he wasn't the brother to the ones we tried to place him with. In went three grownups--out came the wee birdie.
Hop, hop, hop......try to flap....and scream. A LOT.

(If you've not had the pleasure of hearing baby grackles--they DO scream....omgosh.....)

He did make it to another place of safety--with the encouragement of his parents.
And then.....out pops another baby grackle.

Certainly he's got to be kidding.....

Repeat. Repeat.
Repeat.

FOUR baby grackles later, all doing their hop, hop, hop...try to flap..and SCREAM routine--I was pretty convinced we had to be done.

We were!
Still other babies in the plants (musta been a couple nests that got relocated thanks to the wind?)--four others transplanted to another private area, far far away from the noise of the remaining, screaming baby grackles.

And today........

Oy.
REPEAT!!!!!!

I wonder how many will cross the yard for parts unknown, today!

<-- will have an excuse to return to patio sitting!

*waving*