Learning to Flit

Cardinal Chick
Originally uploaded by Peter B. Tzannes

And then one morning there was no more peeping from the coffee tree. The adult male cardinal was hopping around excitedly on coffee branches close by and it soon became obvious what was going on. The young cardinals, or at least one of them, had feathers, and flying lessons had begun. The ugly little guy mostly just hung on to branches while his father squawked and fluttered. I wouldn't call it flying, but he did manage to flit from tree to tree.