It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird:
it would be a jolly sight harder
for it to learn to fly
while remaining an egg.
We are like eggs at present.
And you cannot go on indefinitely
being just an ordinary, decent egg.
We must be hatched
or go bad.
It wasn't that long ago that we were in awe at 3 beautiful, perfect, blue eggs.
One was especially lovely - it looked like batik ... maybe Mum Robin is an artist :-)
Mum & Dad have been a busy tag team going back and forth feeding their babies who are getting bigger and bigger by the day!
It won't be long until they are flying and enjoying the garden pond like their parents ♥