STARLING IN A WOOL SOCK
Starlings choose to nest in hollow trees,
open pipes, and dryer exhaust vents.
In our apartment building,
exhaust vents are a favorite nesting spot.
Up high, away from people (and cats.)
Yesterday, a baby starling landed on
our soft, grassy lawn . . .
alive and unharmed, but far below
and away from its mother.
My neighbor, Mary, carefully collected
the baby starling, wrapped it in a wool sock
and placed it in a safe flower pot.
The little bird has no problem
letting Mary know where the food goes.
(We wonder if the starling will imprint
on it's surrogate "mother.")