This morning we passed the Swainson's Thrush's nest, as usual. The dogs rushed right on by, Emmy passing literally within 18 inches of it. And, as I approached I slowed, camera in hand, and took three pictures just after I had passed. She sat there motionless as I zoomed in on her, confident that she was safe.
But, I wanted you to see who laid those stunning turquoise eggs, and is now sitting on them with the patience of a monk in an abbey.
One of these mornings very soon, I will find that she has hatched them, and at that point I will use another trail for a few weeks. But, in the meantime, here she is in all her quiet and ever so subtle beauty.
You DO see her, right?
Well, here's some help for you.