Welcome Friends Old and New to the Bird's Nest for May.
We've had lots of rain here in SE Michigan and signs of new life are everywhere. The grass is a lush deep green color, trees and shrubs are flowering and budding and the bird population is courting and preparing to grow their families. I have two birdhouses that hang from the underside of the soffit of the garage and each has a sparrow couple that has been working hard to ready the house for babies.
If history repeats itself I could be hearing the soft chirps of hatchlings by Mother's Day.



Among the trees is a bird's nest,
and in the nest her three eggs rest,
and in each egg, Hush, you'll be heard!
There lies asleep A tiny bird.
Written by H.N. Bialik
There are times when you must speak, not because you are going to change the opposing side, but because if you do not speak, they have changed you.