I went home to see my Mom this weekend for Mother's day. Saturday afternoon, a seabreeze was slipping through the citrus trees in the backyard as I walked out the back door.
Mom and Emma were on the deck in the afternoon gold, with binocs watching another mother taking care of her baby and they called me over to see.
This Red Bellied Woodpecker chick seems bigger than his parents, yet he clamored for food constantly and they were working their feathered butts off to provide for him.
I thought of my own son and suddenly felt great kinship with these birds.
Eventually a squirrel showed up at the feeder, so they chose a higher perch, but the constant feeding continued. Mom would grab a sunflower seed from the feeder, open it for him, and then stuff the kernel into his open mouth.
No wonder he's bigger. From what I could see, he had not expended any energy. His Mom was clearly doing all the work.
Why did this seem so familiar to me?