Fledgling

We have been watching our little fledging learn how to fly. She half-flew from the hanging pot where her nest is to the chestnut tree, only to fall on the ground and sort of fly to the swing. She sat there peeping for about an hour. 

Savannah couldn't take it anymore, so she went out to visit, with a promise not to touch the birdie.

She somehow made it back to the best, but we didn't see her leave the nest for a few days. Apparently that excursion was a bit much!

A few days later, though, she was stumble-flying around the front porch. We went outside to sit on the step, and this happened.

We spent about 40 minutes with this little cutie. 

And then she made her way back to her nest...

Where she hung out with her sister.

The next day, both these cuties were gone!! We keep hoping that we see them again. It was so neat to watch this whole process. We saw mama and daddy building the nest, we saw them grow up, and watched them learn to fly. It seemed like such a special thing to watch :-)