Last week, a common yellowthroat chick left its nest in our sprawling multiflora rose bush and made its first flight. It landed right on some purple hostas, making for a wondeful photo opportunity. After the first flight, though, it didn't seem to know quite what to do, and stayed in place for a while, crying to be fed. Eventually it made its way into the equally sprawling forsythia bush across the yard, where both of its parents showed up -- the father perched nearby for moral support, and the mother brought a plump caterpillar. Yellowthroats for the parenting win!