Day 142: I first noticed this cozy nest late last autumn after the leaves had begun to wither. Of course by then, its summer occupants had moved away, but even given the untidy look of the neighborhood, it was plain that the structure had been well-kept during their tenancy. What had attracted them to this particular spot? Was it the protection the blackberry and salmonberry vines afforded, so close to the edge of the Foothills Trail? Certainly, grocery shopping would have been convenient whether the residents preferred berries or bugs; both were available in the bog just beyond the door.
It surprised me to find this nest still intact yesterday. Although the mild winter might have been a factor, I am more inclined to believe that it was the care and exactitude of the builders which were responsible for its longevity. A single-use residence, this painstakingly constructed and lovely home will be allowed to fall into ruin, I could not pass it by without some acknowledgement of its beauty.
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