Under the eaves

Two wires

    Providing a rough 'v' shaped platform

  For her nest

Cobwebs are used as glue

Carefully draped with her beak

Grass tendrils, fine and ethereal

Is that my hair you borrowed? 

Carried, stretched and stacked

Perfectionism a labour of love

She is wary of my coming and going

Waiting impatiently on the railing

Under the eaves, protected from eagle eye

Solid man-made shade better than a tree

She rests

    Sitting in her new home

Confident

No longer worried about me

Carport breezeway cooling

I imagine the clutch, incubating

Sunset paints the walls of their house

Set the dial for two weeks

Lizard tracks an ant highway past their door

He takes his turn to prepare this brood

Open pantry

    watered garden beds close by

Territoriality wisdom

 

 Willie Wagtail.

Araluen 2024