Translation:
July 5, 2021, I all of a sudden heard lots of noise out on our back porch. When I looked out I discovered a tiny magpie baby, huddling under the bench. He must have left the nest too soon, because he couldn't really fly yet. I named him Folke, and was really busy keeping an eye on him, and make sure he had food. The parents were always nearby and kept track of what he was doing. Folke was completely fearless, and stayed on the porch even though both I and the cats were talking to him. He struggled with his flying. In the beginning he got about 4 inches up in the air, and maybe a distance of a yard, even though he gave it his best. But he was a fast learner, in just a few days he was flying between our trees. And one day, I got another surprise. I saw Folke fly from the rowan to the apple tree - chased by another magpie baby! There was a sibling, that had been wiser and stayed in the nest until he could fly.
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