Look what I spotted on her nest the other day. That rarest of rare, or at least to me, the White Crowned Flutterby. And what a nest it is - threads going this way and that way. Hey wait a minute, isn't that the green thread I've been looking for? Hmmm...
She's so quiet that she hides her floral gusset - one must pick her up to see it. And so I did and loved the feel of this quiet, silent bird in the palm of my hand.
"Be as a bird perched on a frail branch that she feels bending beneath her, still she sings away all the same, knowing she has wings" - Victor Hugo
