The Bird Nest

When I was picking up sticks in recent days following the demon wind storm known as a derecho, I came across a bird's nest.

I picked it up and placed it gently on my boxwood.

It fit into the palm of my hand. As you can see, it is very small.

Such a delicate creation! It is soft inside, lined with brown, black, and gray hairs.

I hope the baby birds had all grown up and flown away before the winds came.