Verdant Hare

These birds nests from our property are so sweet and intimate. They are made from pine needles, our dogs’ hair, and our hair as a soft place for fragile eggs to rest. We often talk about nature as if we are somehow working against it or bending it to our will, but nature is quietly always showing us that we are all living alongside each other. While I admire the birds beautiful song, the bird is admiring the nesting material that I grow right out of my head. If I weren’t here, leaving little bits of myself here and there, the bird would simply use something else to weave its temporary home. We too can be resilient. Every year is different- this year it’s aphids, cicadas, and drought but next year will be something else. It’s all a matter of checks and balances that goes on forever. The little bird’s nest is a temporary thing; our lives are too.