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Wednesday, May 4, 2011


Nature, in her brilliancy, has developed a way of keeping secrets.
Female birds who blend in with the moss and the twigs.
Eggs, speckled, with the colour of sand and soil.
Nests, that fit into crevices and nooks and crannies.
During the spring and summer, we walk by them numerous times,
blind to the fact of a whole new generation being brought up.
In the winter, there sit the brown balls of roots, lichens and grass,
staring at us at eye level...taunting us as if to say...
"ha! fooled you!"
So it was on Sunday, when my nephew said he had spotted a robin on a nest...
he took me to have a quiet look and after a minute or so of searching,
there she was.
Quietly going about her motherly duties.
Right outside the door to the house.
Isn't Mother Nature grand?!


island sweet said...


Suz said...

up...I see her!
I like to spot Killder nests on rock debris...when spotted the mother runs around like she has a broken wing screaming her head off...too funny
nice photos

the wild magnolia said...

Stunning! Passionate observers win the prize.

Thank you for sharing.

farmlady said...

It is indeed!
Thank you for a beautiful post with an amazing observation.

Cobalt Violet said...

Yes, Grand! How beautiful and the little bird! So sweet!

Mary said...

Contented sigh. Mother Nature is grand indeed. Sounds odd, but i just want to give that Mum a big hug and tell her she's fabulous! lol