We found this little one outside the barn, sitting in the path of the pick up truck, and moved him to safety in the brush. My first thought was that he came from the speckled eggs in the sweet potatoes. I ran out to check the nest, but there were still just eggs and that black and white mama bird that flaps her wings at me to go away. I hope somewhere near by this bird has a mother just like her.
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