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I swear, these birds are going to be the death of me. I am CONSTANTLY worried about those tiny thrushes.

Must stop worrying. Where IS my medication?!

I don’t know if mama thrush has ever laid eggs before, but her nest building skills leave something to be desired. I now see why they build them close to the ground.

The nest has fallen out of the bush TWICE. Which also goes to show my nest-securing skills leave something to be desired.

I scooped up the three babies both times and put them back in the nest, but as of yesterday, one of them, the littlest one, just wasn’t making it. Now we are down to two. WHEN are those feathers coming in?!

The hubs decided this nest needed a SAFETY STRING. So here’s what he did.
There! That’ll fix it!!

Then the hubs saw a CAT prowling around the front area of the yard near the nest. Neighbor Phil, was that YOU? It’s a jungle out there! Where is my medication?!

And I saw some other, larger bird hopping around the bush twice. Definitely NOT a thrush. Mama thrush hopped off the nest and did a STARE DOWN. What else can she do? Flap her wings? Ooooooh, scary.

The odds just seem stacked against her. Where’s an RPG launcher in the shape of a branch when you need one?

Every morning I brace myself for the worst, and the hubs and I have this conversation:

Him: Do we have babies today?

Me: Yes, so far. (sigh)

Him: Do we have a MOM?

Me: Yes, so far. (sigh)

So in an effort to RELAX, tell I myself these mantras:

Let it go, and let God.
This too shall pass.
I release this attachment.
It’s all part of nature. They’re all God’s creatures.
They have their own path. I cannot control it.

Yes, I’m telling myself all these bits, and I’m singing that song from the Lion King about the circle of life, but I’m left with one conclusion:

Mother Nature is not nice.

Oh, yeah. Happy 4th. I hope YOU’RE enjoying yourselves. Even with all these dangers.

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