The Hailstorm and the Bird’s Nest
We had a hailstorm over a week ago. Whole branches, blossoms, and pine cones were torn off the trees in a five-minute period. My onion tops were shredded, my fruit trees were beaten pretty badly, and, as it turns out, my beet seedlings are toast. This is what my flower bed out front looked like afterward.
Then, several days later, I noticed this tiny bird’s nest in my driveway, almost hidden by pine needles.
The inside diameter of this nest is 1-1/5 inches. Tiny! I marvel at the workmanship and time and artistry that goes into these nests. The inside is lined with coils and coils of some kind of hair — coarse, so I think it’s horse hair. But also mixed in are some strands of monofilament, and shreds (the black ones hanging loosely around the nest) that look like they came from the raveled raw edge of fresh cut carpet. Then around the outside are pine needles, tiny twigs, and straw.
I felt so sad for the little bird who put all her energy into building this exquisite nest, so I have put out some nesting material of beautiful blue and green yarn. This little pile is in close proximity to the bird feeders, so I know they can’t miss it. It’s about the best I can do under the circumstances.
I cut these into short lengths, six inches or less. I hope more than one bird will discover these bits of yarn and use it. It will be fun to keep an eye out for any missing pieces. Maybe I’ll be lucky enough to spot them in a nest.