Kinds of Honey

I came across them in a nest tucked just inside the doorway of an unused shed, when I was bicycling around this afternoon taking photos of our farms. The mother robin flapped outside the moment I set a foot in the door – well, I did thump in heavily, as I was avoiding bristly weeds. And then I saw her nest, and peered in hopefully. There they were.

Four little eggs. So well-shaped. The loveliest of blues.

Tagged: eggs, nests, robins, robins egg blue, spring