You may remember the junco who guarded her nest in an unusual place.
My poor hanging basket had to go without its usual amount of water.
I didn’t want to drown the eggs in the nest the junco had made in the flower basket.
Today I thought I would check its progress and had a surprise. This little guy looks exhausted but he’s here.
I pecked and pecked for hours and hours,
And hoped it was not time for showers,
I know the flowers have to live,
But it’s a nest and not a sieve.
I slept and slept and snored and snored,
My mother left when she got bored,
It took so long to crack that shell,
But now I’m doing very well.






