When you stop (and get real quiet) as you watch birds go through their activities it’s fascinating. There in one regard, there is a sense of independence. Because it is a true case of not eating will cause death. Yet there is another more fascinating side to them. Regardless of their struggles they still manage to look out for each other Of course it often is a member of the same species but then again it doesn’t always turn out that way. Isn’t it sad that in so many cases many humans can’t have the same understanding? As the saying goes ” The Good Lord made the word “I” the smallest word in the dictionary for a reason”. Birds seem to understand that but for many humans, it’s a foreign concept.