Last summer one pile of branches and twigs in the backyard provided shelter for a mama and her babe while the babe was learning to fly.  The little fledgling made it out of the nest but did not have the skill to fly.  It hid in the branches while mama hunted for food.

There was a plentiful supply of butterflies and mama had great success in search for food.  The little one waited with beak open wide until mama returned with the meal.

Their color blended right into the color of the twigs and branches.  I noticed them only when I saw mama flying back and forth.  This is what caught my attention and made me investigate more closely.  

Feeding time lasted more than an hour and was most entertaining.