Have this little wren who is a fledgiling ( not so sure I said that right) anyway, found him/her in the garage corner today so I scooped him/her up and set him/her in my garden cause I saw Momma on the fence there calling at the baby. The rain sets in and the baby is hiding in my strawberries so I took one of my garden gourds out for him/her to get shelter. Hope so. I didn't know what else to do. I know Mamma bird was near by...and the baby was able to fly a little, but was staying in my strawberries
Sorta like our quits........
Early on we are lost and trying to find our way through this journey
We look for shelter
We listen to our Elders
But we don't always follow what they say
So we get hit by the storm
Until we figure out..
But we have to choose to take it