This last week has been heartbreaking in Bluebirdville. The good news is that all four hatchlings are alive and well at least as of this morning. But they’re orphans.
I’ve been trying to write about the loss of the father, only days after the loss of the mother, but words are being strangled by a strange sort of grief.
I will get some thoughts together eventually but for now, here’s a beautiful little Chipping Sparrow nest being assembled in a dead pine that we were planning to remove. I guess it can wait. 🙂