I was recently reminded of an experience we had as a family when our children were quite young. We lived in a double storeyed house, which had an upstairs lounge. To our great fascination, we found that a mother bird had started building her nest in a tree right next to the window, meaning we had a grandstand view of the whole process.
She finished her nest, which was actually a terribly frail structure, then the eggs were laid, and she spent a lot of time sitting on them until hatching time. Once the birdlings appeared, in no time at all she had them out of the nest and on their way. But it was a privilege to be able to have a look into the lives of these beautiful birdies.
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