pantoum's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- GINGER HAIR AND BABY BLUE JAYS Saturday morning was downright chilly and I grabbed a sweatshirt out of the closet and threw it in my back seat. Pulled into the apartment complex where I was painting the flats and noticed a baby bluejay sitting right where my tire was about to be. Its beak was open and it was trying to move, but couldn't and looked distressed. I turned on my flashers and grabbed my sweatshirt, got out of the car and, there it was, the unmistakable golden-red gleam of one of the Ginger's long hairs, a whopping nine months later, staring up at me from my black sweatshirt. Weird. I picked the bird up using my shirt and moved the poor thing onto the grass. It didn't want to let go of my shirt, so I sat on the grass with it for a few minutes, saying "you can let go now" and moving very slowly until it finally let go and sat there all plump and pretty in the grass. I worried that it was hurt, but it must have just been exhausted because, when I went back to check on it a few hours later, it was gone. Saw a mama bluejay in a nearby tree too, so I think it must have made it back to its nest safe and sound after its difficult first flying lesson. 6:39 p.m. - 2005-05-23 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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