Tuesday, June 30, 2009


Not that I don’t admire the obvious robin perched high on the fir near our house warbling his heart out each morning and each evening. But when I stumbled upon these nests a mystery opened before me requiring the utmost delicacy of spirit as I peered, as I photographed, as I flitted away bird-like and silent.

Five towhee eggs in the n middle of the perennial border,\.

Literally two in the bush, a rufus hummingbird nest with eggs the size of peas in the thorny tangle of a blackberry thicket.