Here I am, working at my desk, and I hear this little peep peep. Kind of a desparate little peep. I opened my door and I found this precious little baby bird perched on one of our lawn chairs. I was able to walk right up to it and even got my camera and was able to take a portrait of this little miracle. I was concerned that the little guy had fallen out of his nest, but I soon found myself being glared at by the parent birds who were perched in a nearby tree, ready to defend the little one if I proved to be a threat. I assured them that I would never hurt their baby and went back into the house. Very soon afterward, I heard the familiar peep, this time atop a bird of paradise right in front of the door. Soon a dark figure swooped down to the baby and dropped a juicy morsel into the waiting mouth. I watched the miracle of parenthood for another few feedings and then the baby and it's parents disappeared. Sometimes, when you least expect it, something wonderful happens!