Saturday afternoon Mr. B used the ladder to tie up our grape vines.
On Monday morning a Mourning Dove was building a nest on the top rung of the ladder.
Since then she has been sitting on the nest.
I feel like an Auntie in the maternity waiting room.
I am so excited to see those little ones!
"Since childhood she had walked the Devon rivers with her father looking for flowers and the nests of birds, passing some rocks and trees as old friends, seeing a Spirit everywhere, gentle in thought to all her eyes beheld." --Henry Williamson
