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ave been flapping and squawking around town for some time now. The exact origin of these flocks is unknown. While the ability of this flock to survive is not the weather so much as the ability to find enough to eat, it is important that the public does not feed them. Feeding these birds makes them dependent upon people and in danger of being too close to traffic, cats and other hazards. Some of these birds end up in the Mickaboo Bird Rescue system for many reasons. There is a neurological disease of unknown origin which can strike them, causing them to be off balance, unable to fly or keep up with the flock. Some survive an attack by a hawk or cat and need medical help; others, flying too close to traffic, hit cars. Fledglings can have early flying accidents & break a wing or leg. When injured, they are taken immediately to an avian vet for treatment. Mickaboo pays for treatment and finds volunteers to help with recovery fostering. A few of the injured birds return to the wild, but not many. For more information, or to donate toward their veterinary care, please visit http://www.mickaboo.org/wildparrots. By Patty Blau If you interested in their photos, come to visit Flickr http://www.flickr.com/photos/23076750@N05/sets/72157621831106667 Catch The Wind (Donovan Leitch) In the chilly hours and minutes Of uncertainty I want to be In the warm hold of your lovin' mind. To feel you all around me And to take your hand Along the sand, Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind. When sundown pales the sky I want to hide a while Behind your smile, And everywhere I'd look, your eyes I'd find. For me to love you now Would be the sweetest thing, 'T would make me sing, Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind. Diddy di dee dee diddy diddy, Diddy diddy diddy dee dee dee. When rain has hung the leaves with tears I want you near to kill my fears, To help me to leave all my blues behind. For standin' in your heart Is where I want to be And long to be, Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind.