OK, I may be showing some signs of age. I must confess that recently, birds have surprisingly fascinated me. I think my little obsession is grounded in the fact that I find them so difficult to photograph. Over the past month or so, our yard has gone to the birds. It isn’t the actual birds that I find as fascinating as the process they go through to make their nest. Just a few weeks back, a big fat robin flew back and forth like crazy for days on end, mouth full of twigs, berries, and whatever else she could fit in there. I wondered if she picked twigs by color and design like we choose our baby layette. Watching her made me feel lazy like I should be folding laundry or something. But since I have nested twice in my life, I could understand her urgency to get the job done, so that everything would be right for the arrival of the stork. Her nest would end up perfectly round adorned by a single egg in the middle. “ Truly, this was an ordinary miracle to look at. It was a picture of simple and tasteful decorating. As a shower gift, I put out a bird feeder so she could have her meals right at a beaks length when the baby came. I have taken to keeping the cat indoors at night to protect the new fledgling hoping that it will thrive. I guess I’m now a bird watcher. Who knew? As my own crow’s feet begin to show, I guess this is how it’s going to be and I think I’m ok with that.
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5/6/2011 01:06:26 pm
Just love the photo of the nest and the message you are sending; shows your realization that nature always comes in the spring and then comes full circle for all of us. Good job, Jen.
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