Eastern Phoebes (for the second year in a row) built a nest under the eave of the little house in our backyard. Both the male and female were very involved in this whole process. We enjoyed watching them flit back and forth with grass and twigs, flicking their tales as they perched on the fence. We also enjoyed peering into the nest to see the tiny baby birds.
But those birds didn't stay small. Before long we saw them sitting on the ledge next to the nest, still hesitant, but getting closer and closer to being ready to make their own way in the world.
The mommy bird at the end of this video made me think of myself someday.
So, today, with thoughts of the Eastern Phoebes and the mommy bird, I will revel in all the messy, unpredictable, wonderful, God-given responsibilities of our full nest.
