Motherhood

I stood there in awe as I watched this tiny little mama bird guard her precious unborn brood. The air that day was warm, but turbulent. She let me take as many shots as I wanted. I was tempted to reach out and touch her, but I didn't. I was a little bit afraid she might attack me. I know! I know! She is soooo small. I was also fearful she might not come back to her nest and care for her unborn young. I certainly did NOT want that!

I was completely amazed at how securely the nest clung to the branch as the wind made the branch buck and sway. I imagined her making so many trips out to gather the free building supplies and then back here to assemble them in this teensy structure. Everything about these birds amazes me.

I felt imspired to write a haiku:

Matronly she sat
upon her unhatched brood while
dutif'ly guarding....

okay! So maybe dutify'ly isn't grammatically correct...but it worked!