Every year we have a wren couple that nest in one of two bird houses that we have hanging off the outside of our screened porch. My husband and I have a great deal of pleasure and joy as we anticipate the arrival of the new babies. One very hot and humid summer I took the time to document the babies learning to fly.
I called this guy the "bald headed geek". I don't know why. I just love the little tuft of down that stuck up from his head. He was the bold one. Always being fed first and always sticking his head out first waiting for mom or dad to arrive with a wonderful meal or snack.
Finally one day he decided to spread his wings. This was the firs time that I actually saw any of the babies wings. He came out but then said, "I'm not going out there! Let me back in! Really! I mean it. No way am I going out there.
The next think I knew he was back in the bird house and must have taken a nap with his brother and sister.
Nap time was over and he was back at the door to the house trying to see mom and dad. Where is that meal? He kept his wings inside this time but was really sticking out of the door when his brother came from underneath wanting to see where dinner was.
Much to the little guy's surprise his brother pushed really hard to see what was going on and he popped right out. He tried to get back in with such desperation but the other brother filled and blocked the door. He hung on as long as he could but hopped out on the "mailbox" that was hanging right in front of the doorway.
Hey! What are you doing? Let me back in! I don't like it out here. It is so bright and big! Let me back in!!
"No way!" shouted the brother that was at the door. "What are you doing? How did you get out there? What's it like? Where is mom and dad?"
The Bald Headed Geek could not get back in. The look on his face was so pitiful. But not for long.