Tapestry

A few days ago I had found a fallen nest in the yard. More than likely a result of the heavy winds of late. It appeared to be newly built with tufts of downy feathers and strings of wool still lining the sculpted bowl.

If you've ever watched as a pair of birds flew back and forth to cobble together a nest you can appreciate the effort it took.

There was no sign of the builders or any inhabitants but it was still a sobering sight. And it made me ponder just how absolutely random life is. It can come crashing down even before it seemingly begins.

This is another pic from the spreading tapestry of Lichen blooms growing on the Limestone rockery surrounding our patio.