While I was watering the plants on my porch this morning, I noticed some activity in one of the hanging baskets. Just as I approached, a bird hurriedly flew away. I took a look and there, among the fern leaves and the fiddleheads, was a perfect little nest with several tiny blue eggs. The best thing was that the mother bird used some of the roving that I'd discarded to make her nest.
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