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All the way from the west country came two birds in need of new homes, a rather tatty crow and a tiny cornish jackdaw. The crow, now named Edgar, has gone off to live with Sam "the Hag" and I foresee a long and meaningful relationship. The little jackdaw, which is a female identifiable by her diminutive size and dark colouring, is settling in here at The Rookery and enjoys calling to the wild jackdaws when she is out in the aviary. They visit most days and have been coming quite close, I suspect Poet, the jackdaw we had here last summer is amongst them!

Born to be wild! (Some weeks later...)

As I went to get jill jackdaw in from the aviary, she took off from ground level and flew away! She flew right round the house and alighted on the porch above the front door, my husband went and got a ladder to try and help me get her down but she took off again and flew to the top of the cedar of lebanon, a huge tree, and there was nothing else we could do. I would say her flying was a good 85% of normal, quite impressive for a disabled bird! I think she then moved on to the rookery where there were jackdaws at the time. I saw her in the morning with 3 or 4 other jackdaws and she jack jacked back to me but had no intention of coming down. If I had known she could fly I would have handled things differently, but I can't put the clock back. This little bird wanted to be with others of her own kind.

It puts me in mind of Paul Mc Cartney's song,

Black Bird singing in the dead of night, take these broken wings and learn to fly,

All your life, you were only waiting for this moment to arise,

All your life, you were only waiting for this moment to be free.