Texture: Kim Klassen : poetic
spotted this messy nest on one of our walks
Far from the city's dust and heat
I get but sounds and odors sweet
Who can wonder I love to stay
Week after week here hidden away
In this sly nook that I love the best
This little brown house
like a ground-birds nest.
~Ella Wheeler Wilcox~
the other morning while making tea, I heard that horrible crash against the dining room window...
you know that a poor bird has hit it & go running to make sure it is o.k.
I found this sweet little wren - toppled over, eyes closed, head first on the window ledge.
I kept watch over him and a few minutes later he jumped to his feet - I'm not sure who was more startled, him or me :-) He stayed on the ledge for about another 5 minutes or so still getting his bearings and then flew away ♥
Linking with Texture Tuesday.