nestless

this young lady should still be with mum in the nest,  but was lost.  She followed me around, chirping, for a while while I lurked witing for tuis in some bottlebrush.  I made a phonecall which started a chain of calls and an hour later a nice lady turned up with a birdcage. Meantime I gave the tuis a miss and sat with her, I got a blip and she got the promise of a good home for a few weeks till she flies off by herself..