lack of disconcert

C'est la vie.

Such is life. The lack of disconcert so bluntly delivered to me by some of the newest members of this planet turned a blank page into these.

I will not, however, scribble of rescues, chances taken, the living, and the dead.

Neither will I convey my interpretation of the events that lead to my discovery of the half dozen young birds running back and forth along the concrete wall.

Nor will I share with you the uncertainty I feel inside wondering if my intervention proved to be of any good.

I did, however, decide to grab few good shots of these fellows but not make them into superstars. Instead, my ultimate guide is to entail their story to you.