This is my response to the Weekly Photo Challenge: Liquid.
This little nest, now empty, is snuggled against a trellis on the back of my grandma’s condo.
“I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.”-D.H. Lawrence
Two charming robins stopped by the studio for an early afternoon visit. They lured me from my writing, and the cat from her nap. We were both grateful.
“Little Robin Redbreast/Came to visit me/This is what he whistled/Thank you for my tea.”
The view from our hotel room, with an obliging hawk soaring above the local river:
Birds on Book Covers @ The Casual Optimist
I love this!
“Ah! There is nothing like staying at home, for real comfort.”-Jane Austen