There’s a new mama bird in the nest. She’s only got one egg. She flew away when I stepped out on the porch today so I took a peek.

I’m amazed at the constant flow of birds through that one nest. I never knew birds did that. As soon as one mama and her babies leave it seems another has occupied it.

It seems to have been made largely of mud as it’s hard. I guess that’s how they can keep reusing it. I wonder if they communicate about it or if each subsequent bird just finds it?

The location is perfect. In a planter above the ground out of reach from predators. In the shade. Exposure to the outdoors but not actually outdoor. Situated right next to a large fruit tree. And we’re rarely ever out there. Perfect.

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