A set of tiny eyes squints as it peers into the autumn sky.
The little wings flit and flutter with little air beneath its narrow shoulders.
It hops and hobbles on tiny legs before mustering up the courage to balance itself on the edge of a cozy nest.
A big gulp of breath. Inhale. Exhale.
Another second passes and the moment is lost.
The bird has only one chance towards its independence.
Leaping too soon could cost its life.
Waiting too long to fly may mean it won’t grow strong enough to join the migration before winter comes.