It was July 1st of last year (Canada Day) that Albi fell from her nest just as my aunt Shelley was leaving our house. She would not have survived had she gone unnoticed. One year later, Albi is back with her mate and her babies and I could not be happier (you can go ahead and doubt, but I know my silly bird). Hopefully I will get a decent picture before she leaves again! This is Albi one year ago, perched on my mother’s hands.