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.
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