I am sad to report that when I went to check on the tiny blue egg this morning, I found an empty nest. On the ground, with a large hole in the side, was the egg. I haven't seen the mama bird back today. Will she return to her nest or will she find a safer place to make her home? As a mama, my heart is heavy for the little bird that lost her baby. Jack summed it up perfectly..."This is a terrible thing."
Once there was a store in Georgia. It is no more, but how I wish it was. I likened going in there to treasure hunting. One never knew what was going to be in there, and you had to dig through and wade through all the "other people's treasures" to find your own. I once found a set of blue and white teacups and saucers from England. I found lace handkerchiefs, a rocking chair, and an end table. But by far the best find was my kitchen table. I had stopped by one day while the kids were taking horseback lessons and the then little ones were asleep. The store was not open, but I went up to the window to see if anything new was there. And it was there. The table. And six chairs too! We were in need of a bigger table with Jack on the way. My mom had offered to give us her old one, which I was going to accept if I didn't find something I liked better. I didn't want anyone else to even see the table because I knew it was supposed to be ours, but one can never tell abo...
Oh, I know the pain of that one. I am sorry for you all. It is so sad. I have learned since living here that eggs are not very safe when there are predators around. So very sorry for you and little Jack.
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