Fledgling, Bristol, UK, May 2019

Blessing and a curse

 

What separates us

from the animal kingdom

is our compassion.

 

My heart weeps for a fledgling

too sickly to carry on.

 

by Scooj

 

  • In a garden hedge in my road, this small ball of fluff was hiding its head from this scary world under its wing. Obviously recently fledged and confused its liklihood of survival are pretty low. It showed no signs of response to noise and will be an easy target for cats or foxes of which there are a great many in the neighbourhood. It was heartbreaking. No sign of its parents.

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I am Stephen. I live in Bristol, UK. I decided to shorten my profile...to this: Wildlife, haiku, travel, streetart, psychogeography and my family. Not necessarily in that order.

6 thoughts on “Blessing and a curse”

  1. Is there nowhere you can take it? We have a humane society we can call that will attempt to rescue a fledgling in distress. Surely, there’s such a thing where you are? I couldn’t walk away, I’d have to at least try and rescue it.

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  2. It is heart-breaking to come across a defenceless little thing (mine was a Guinea Fowl chick). Either the parents were keeping out of your sight, in which case it will be cared for, or it is abandoned for whatever reason and will probably become a meal for some fox cubs, thus giving Them life.
    It reminds me that we ourselves are not special – and Nature is not cruel, it just is.
    Still, you won’t forget this little chick.

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    1. I am a biologist by training and had a dispassionate chip inserted at University, but as I get older I am rediscovering my sentimentality chip, and that is a good thing. Now to keep them in balance.

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