Hi, While walking one of my dogs in the back field, a bird ruckus erupted from a magnolia tree, and I looked around to see what appeared to be two cardinals, male and female, attacking a much larger blue jay...then I realized the jay was after a tiny baby cardinal cowering in the grass, and the cardinal parents were holding it off just like Pongo and Perdita in 101 Dalmatians. I ran screaming like a banshee at the blue jay ( scaring it and the dog half to death), then managed to shoo the fledgling into a forsythia thicket some distance away. Whew! I understand Natural Selection but I don't care to witness it. On a calmer note, the Little Meadow Trail at Stratford Hall was simply brimming with thrushes during a recent hike, both hermit and wood, and I also spied a Connecticut warbler (I think), a first for me...its gray hood and greenish feathers were clearly seen as it fed upside down in a shrub. At home, "our" brown thrashers managed to fledge at least one baby, a robin in a tulip poplar and a mockingbird in a dogwood are incubating on nests within whispering distance of each other (might be a problem later), there are four eggs in the wrens' nest in the gazebo, and a male hummingbird has finally arrived at the feeder. Joanne C. Wicomico Church