There are several bird's nests around mormor's house. Mostly sparrows but around the back there is a family of blåmesar (not sure what the name is in English, the picture is what they look like). All the birds are right now busy feeding their little ones that you hear chirping in the nests.Yesterday we found a little bird that had fallen out of the nest and we decided to try to keep it alive after we chased off the neighbour's cat who tried to eat it for a little afternoon snack. The baby bird was so tiny, eyes were not open yet and on its back and belly the feathers had not grown yet.
Jakob wanted to name the bird Jack (like he names most of his little pets or stuffed animals after his best friend in Cincinnati). The bird ate pretty well and mom had to get over the grossness factor of chopping up pieces of worm to feed the little guy (yuck!) or catching flies to feed him.
Well, needless to say, our little efforts to try to save Jack didn't help. He was dead when we got up this morning. Jake is sad and the funeral will be held later today.
4 comments:
Beautiful photo. Does blåmesar translate at all to blue tit? That's the name I find for this fellow in one of my bird books. But nevermind...keep working on your swedish.
wow. was that some effort to get an å on your computer? Å for effort. Blå is blue in Swedish, so your theory is probably right. Still fact checking though.
tic count: sam 8, john & jakob 6, mon 3.
john
Poor sam must be a sitting duck for those ticks.
J
Sitting, sliding, crawling, come-lay-in-the-grass-with-me-daddy, duck. The more you try to shew him out of the grass, the more he's in it. You sit still for any amount of time and the tics are on ya. Honestly, I'm surprised it's not more. At least there's no poison ivy in Sweden. :)
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