A Bird in the Hand

Yes, yes, I know what they say about picking up baby birds. But we found this little guy in the middle of the street. The kids really went into parenting mode to take care of it. We finally realized there wasn't much we could do so we placed it under a nearby tree where we had seen mature swallows, hoping that they would somehow take over (I'm enough of a Darwinist to know how things probably turned out). But it was a nice picture. Coming up soon: photographs of puppies, butterflies, and rainbows. I wear the wimp badge with pride.

(The photo is from the blog of friend and former student Lindsey Wilkins. Thanks, Lindsey!)