One day after, I saw the fledgling sitting on a bench on a paved way along the cemetery nearly at noon. "What are you doing here?" I cried out! I assumed it did not have food. While I was wondering a rescue or not, it flew away in a very clumsy way and anyhow clang to a tree trunk. Noisy miners began to attack that fledgling. Oh, no. When the juvenile chirped to call its mum, others attacked it again. It could not cry for help. Pity. I wondered where its mum was. Or Mum kept distance and wanted to make her children live on themselves.
After quick lunch, I went there. The blackbird was found in nowhere. I looked for it for three times. I did not find it run over a road, in near trees or anywhere. I hope it is alive and safe and will survive in somewhere.
When I did research about baby blackbirds on net, I found rescue was not good. Juvenile blackbirds leave nests before they can fly well, but rescue is inappropriate. Thank goodness, I'm so relieved.
The fledgling reminded me of the song, "Blackbird," by the Beatles. See its very short tail! Oh, young and cute. Also, I think of a lovely blogger friend, Rhonda who loves birds. I heartily hope migraines will be gone asap. Rhonda, I hope these watercolour paintings will give you a coffee break.
Regarding watercolour painting, I enjoyed creating the colour of feathers and a fluffy texture. Birds and any creatures are fun to draw and beautiful. I feel like taking pictures of them and keep enjoying watercolour, although I'm hopeless of taking photos! Below is the cemetery where I explore bushes.
Btw, my picture book illustration is having a steady onward march of progress. It's a great joy.
Friends, Happy Painting! I hope life treats you kind, especially, anyone with health issues.