An unfamiliar bird sound called this one to my attention this week. 
It’s a fledgling American Robin. Still very much undercooked, the bird was clamoring for food.
It may never have seen one of my kind before.
I obviously can’t be eaten… or can I be?
Yes, it can fly with those wings.
A couple of days later, some distance from the first chick, I found another. This one was even fresher and didn’t make a peep there in the grass as I passed by.
I also saw a Northern Mockingbird bring twigs to a new nest (!). It’s late July, for bird’s sakes! 
However, that other, tilted Mockingbird nest I posted here turned out be a failure, leaning entirely too far over.
So like the world today. Monbiot on the “killer clowns” — Trump, Johnson, Bolsonaro — and why oligarchs are so sweet on them.
Backyard and Beyond 
Thanks for the link to the Guardian article. A good read.