Our front tree played host on Saturday to a family of fledgling baby goldfinches. It seems likely that their nest had been blown out of their tree by the wind and the poor little ones were gathering in our tree and calling plaintively for one another and the security of their nest.  By evening, they had tucked their heads under their wings to wait out the night and in the morning they were gone.  Our best hope is that they had strength and skill enough to survive their unexpected push into the big bad world.
Can you spot the baby in this picture?