1 hour ago
Friday, July 3, 2009
Robin redbreast, come and gone.
*found on the back walkway this morning...
from the way this egg is cracked (ie, poked out at the end), I choose to beleive it hatched of its own accord rather than being scavenged. It's so pretty. I don't know where the nest is.
*please reserve any comments about my sausage fingers. It's a Dutch thing, I can't fix it. I can only hope that, through selective breeding practices, I can avoid passing this trait on to future generations. Oh, wait, nevermind. Kyle's hands are huge.