Over the past few weeks my boys have found three little discarded nests. The babies have flown and these carefully crafted things of beauty are redundant.
|Pebbles and Nests, Cari-Jane Hakes, July 2011|
I am a more than a little bit fascinated by these perfectly woven assemblages. Pliable twigs and lichen and moss create the outer shell.
|A nest in the hand, Cari-Jane Hakes, July 2011|
Inside, soft feathers and fluff together with bits of animal hair plucked from barbed wire fences have been knitted together to create a little cosy cocoon.
|Mossy nest and pebble, Cari-Jane Hakes, July 2011|
The birds hold onto these things lightly. They let them go naturally when they have served their purpose. They move on, unburdened, light as a feather! I think they may be on to something, don't you?
|Nest Edge, Cari-Jane Hakes, July 2011|