Letters from a Hill Farm
Oh, how sweet! There is nothing like the whispering peeps of baby birds. I have some baby wrens just outside my kitchen window that serenade me when I am washing dishes. I'll be sad when they fledge.If Momma Robin allows, keep us up to date on their developement. :)
Your adorable photos reminded me of this Robert Louis Stevenson quote: Soon the frail eggs they shall chip, and upspringingMake all the May woodsMerry with singing! Merry, indeed!
Lucky you, Karin! What a gift to have them so close. Alison, I love, love, love this. I had never heard it. Thanks so much.
I am really going to try and respond to your comments as soon as they come in! I'm so grateful for your notes.Also, you may comment on any post, no matter how old, and I will see it.