BIRDS OF PEASEMARSH 



Bluebirds are out, the Bluebirds are out, where 

 is the camera?" 



Seizing the camera we hurried out, round 

 the old barn, to the Bluebird tree. There were 

 the excited parent birds with their family of 

 nestlings out of doors for the first time and try- 

 ing their wings. No wonder they were excited. 

 Now the young ones not only had to be fed, 

 but kept out of the hundreds of dangers that 

 beset their way. Moreover, all their education 

 had to be given them, and a bird's education 

 means not only advantages, but their very life. 

 One little bird had flown down to the middle of 

 the big stone under the tree, and here we 

 photographed it as it stood looking with won- 

 dering eyes at the world about it. The day was 

 cloudy and the little grey creature did not show 

 up very well on the big grey stone. Bluebirds, 

 like other bright plumaged birds, do not get 

 their coloring until they are older and stronger 

 and better able to avoid dangers, Possibly 

 alighting on the stone, which it so perfectly 

 matched, that it was hard to distinguish it, was 

 the result of its first lesson. 



After taking the photograph we wished the 

 Bluebirds luck with their family and left them. 

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