So the little eggs that I stumbled upon a couple of weeks ago in my flower baskets have come to life and HATCHED!
These little darlings are SO cute I wanted to just pick them up and fluff their mow hawks! It took everything I had not to but I read that if you touch them the mom won’t come back for them.
My mam-maw was the first person I remember taking me into the yard and lifting me up high in the sky to look at a birds nest that had taken up shop in one of her redbuds. Last Friday I got to see the same tradition being played out with my best friend’s new little addition Peyton as Preston’s mom (grandma) had him in the yard bird watching too when we came to pick him up.
Cheers to new beginnings or simply stopping to enjoy the sights of them!
Sparkle and Spur
The key to everything is patience. You get the chicken by hatching the egg, not by smashing it.” Arnold H. Glasgow