The bird in the Redwood tree
Sometime ago I noticed a bird in my hanging redwood tree. It was very still, so much so that I thought it was dead. It's been there for a least a week, I see it as I go in between the garage and the house where I live. Once I caught mama bird away from her nest and I was able to peer into the nest to see two little white eggs.
Funny that she chose that place to nest. Although it's a patio surrounded on four sides, the nest is a hanging pot with a 8 inch redwood tree in it and separate from the other greenery and very visible to us humans... although not to the cat as it turns out. Whitman, our orange and white feline, strolls around the patio, completely oblivious to the natural incident occuring above him.
The redwood tree is from a wedding I attended several years ago. Each guest got a redwood tree spout in a plastic tube as a gift. One motivation of writing this, is to share with the still happy couple what became of their tree and it's role in sheltering new life.
I don't know my birds very well but someone thought it might be a dove
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