“Dad! They’re learning to fly!”
This was an unschool morning.
My older son was enjoying cereal on our deck when the Carolina wren hatchlings living in our defunct grill hopped out to try their wings.
This is one of the parents who kept a close eye as the littles found their wings.
Below are the babies who didn’t have long to become independent. After a few hours in our small yard, the whole family moved along.
While watching this miracle of maturation, many more birds visited.
And a surprise poppy.
