Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Snow Egg in a Bird's Nest

During a recent walk, I came across this little nest filled with what looks like a Duck's egg! The snow was too deep for me to get any closer, so I zoomed in with my camera as best I could. It's a snow egg! Ha. 

It amazes me how many nests I miss in the spring, summer and fall. We have one right in our tree by the driveway and I didn't have a clue a family was being raised there until the leaves were down and the branches were bare.

It reminded me of this poem by Edward Thomas:

The summer nests uncovered by autumn wind,
Some torn, others dislodged, all dark,
Everyone sees them: low or high in tree,
Or hedge, or single bush, they hang like a mark.

Since there's no need of eyes to see them with
I cannot help a little shame
That I missed most, even at eye's level, till
The leaves blew off and made the seeing no game.

'Tis a light pang. I like to see the nests
Still in their places, now first known,
At home and by far roads. Boys knew them not,
Whatever jays and squirrels may have done.

And most I like the winter nests deep-hid
That leaves and berries fell into:
Once a dormouse dined there on hazel-nuts,
And grass and goose-grass seeds found soil and grew.

There's your literature from me for the week!

1 comment:

Shirley Vandyke said...

Never heard that poem. Interesting