Recently Sandra and I visited the Confederate
cemetery in
Resaca, GA. Just before leaving, we noticed something fluttering near the surrounding stone wall. There we found a fledgling trying his wings for the first time. Time and time again
he bravely fluttered against the stones, trying to fly over the small wall. Time and time he fell to the ground. He rested for a bit on Sandra's shoe. As we were leaving, he was gripping the stones with his tiny feet as his wings beat furiously at the air. We're sure he made it...his parents were both on the overhanging tree limbs calling encouragement.
he bravely fluttered against the stones, trying to fly over the small wall. Time and time he fell to the ground. He rested for a bit on Sandra's shoe. As we were leaving, he was gripping the stones with his tiny feet as his wings beat furiously at the air. We're sure he made it...his parents were both on the overhanging tree limbs calling encouragement. 
