I went exploring in a back pasture the other day, taking pictures, and happened upon this really tough, intimidating-looking bush.
![](http://pics.livejournal.com/i_read_dead_ppl/pic/000e0a5a/s320x240)
The thing had branches coming out of it from everywhere, kind of like a bush trying to be a tree.
As I'm bending over, inspecting it for photographic possibilities, a bird silently swoops out by my ear and sails away without a peep. That's weird. Maybe, I thought to myself, she was sitting on a nest.
I poked in there and, to my surprised delight, it seems there was just enough square footage to allow for one.
![](http://pics.livejournal.com/i_read_dead_ppl/pic/000e19de/s320x240)
![](http://pics.livejournal.com/i_read_dead_ppl/pic/000e2br6/s320x240)
By the way, this is me blindly sticking my camera above where I know the nest to be and hoping to get something cool. I wasn't prepared, however, for the two types of eggs in there - the fat speckled ones, and the smaller white ones.
![](http://pics.livejournal.com/i_read_dead_ppl/pic/000e3td8/s320x240)
![](http://pics.livejournal.com/i_read_dead_ppl/pic/000e4hb2/s320x240)
Does it mean another bird took over that particular nest? Does she then have to deal with the other brood - perhaps kill them? Or you could wait and let the speckled vs. the non-speckled hatchlings duke it out in the nest (quite the scene, I would imagine). Not too hard of a guess who would win there: big speckled dino eggs all the way, baby, unless appearances deceive.
Still, strange. Anyone know?
And while I'm thinking about birds, that Nelly Furtado song blipped into my brain: "I'm like a bird, I want to fly away..." My sister and I like taking out one of the nouns that follow: "I don't know where my home is, I don't know where my phone is." We like the idea of Nelly singing so plaintively about her cell phone missing - something, I guess, that I could do at times, but definitely wouldn't set to music.