On our walk tonight, a girl showed us a tiny baby mockingbird that she had found on the ground.  It had fallen from its nest.  While I was happy to have an opportunity to photograph such a young bird, I wish it had been under better circumstances.

Baby Mockingbird

The baby mockingbird in our backyard is still fussing — a lot!  I was able to photograph him for three days in a row, but then he learned to be afraid of me.  Now I can only occasionally get a glimpse of him between the viburnum leaves.  There’s a baby in Carla’s yard, too, and they fuss to each other.  Rich has decided that mockingbird babies are indeed the most annoying birds!