Yesterday, a hermit thrush flew into our kitchen window, stunned himself (sitting upright still), lost some feathers (including a tail feather) from the shock of it all (?), got his picture taken, got warmed up a bit, recovered, and flew away with a pair of fledglings in tow.
Drama in the woods with windows. The birds seem, sometimes, to be as out of it as I sometimes seem to be. But I probably wouldn't have recovered as well as she did.
[Forgot to say that Ed did that excellent photography up there.]
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