There’s an air conditioning unit in the window of my living room/office. The sun comes in from the west in the evenings. The other night I noticed a strange fluttering of the light. So I walked over to the window to see what was going on. A bird was building a nest.
I checked on my new guest yesterday and what do I see? A tiny egg.
It’s not even as big as my thumb. I was literally right on top of the window when I took the picture.
And here is the proud mamma. I managed to snap this without scaring her off.
She’s keeping her baby warm. And that is quite challenging right now, as it’s currently 38F (~2C) outside. With the wind, it feels much colder than that.
The new life, right outside my window, reminds me of the hope that there is in the world. It’s sort of like a symbol of my healing. That new life is growing and developing. And then it will break out into the world. And that’s what I’m trying to do.
Update: I looked out the window this morning and there are now two little eggs.