First Chick

When I got up and looked out of the bedroom window on Sunday morning, something immediately caught my eye. The bird feeders are usually the first thing I look at, and there was a female sparrow pecking at the peanuts.

Then I noticed a sparrow chick on the ground some feet away. The adult flew down and began feeding its youngster, which was fluttering its wings and opening its beak. Every time the chick turned round, the adult hopped over in the same direction!

Wasn't that a wonderful start to the day?