Mom and Pop Bewick flight train their litte ones.

The wonderful, loud, wary Bewicks wrens had flight training yesterday! The four or five kids were all on a big tree by our back deck, with Mom and Pop Bewick carefully teaching them that when you fall out of a tree, you just fly back up to it. They fed the little ones while training. What great coaches! The wrens were also being taught to check out the nooks and crannies for food, as well.

This is the first time that Mike and I have witnessed the nest-building, then the egg-sitting and the hatching all the way to the flight training. One egg remains in the nest, but I'm guessing it's not fertile. I will keep that one for the cabinet of curiosities - along with the bluebird's egg from a few years ago.

In other news, Recoil (our only balls-intact buck) got stuck in a tree again. Mike found him yesterday.

So I finish opening my mail and my back is hurting so I go lie down. Every
once in a while I hear a goat yelling. It's loud and I got up twice looking
through the barnyard to see who's lost her kids. It's an unusual voice so I
think it's 205. But she's there. I hear the yell again and several goats
get up and look out back. I put my boots on and went out to look around.
As I walk around the fence behind the back yard with the goats following me
thinking I'm taking them somewhere special, I see a weird and distressing
site. Recoil is on his back on the ground completely upside down with all
his legs up in the air. One leg is caught between two trees! He's in the far
back woods so I ran out to the new gate and got to him. I was able to pull
the two trees apart and his leg slipped out. I'm thinking it's broken
because he can't even touch the ground with it. There are no poops on the
ground but there's hair stuck in all the adjacent trees. So he'd been
twisting and turning to get out. He was breathing very rapidly in a lot of
pain. I slowly walked away calling him and he came towards me on 3 legs.
He must have that walk perfected by now. Brisket was helping by trying to
mount his rear. The other goats were going out towards the dog leg and he
hobbled towards them. I went and got a scoop of my pregnant goat mix for
him and by the time I got back he was with the girls who were all coming
back. So they got fed early today and I threw in some apple treats and beet
greens. Recoil got his share and while he's still limping, he's getting
along okay.