Not eggs, in February. (Although the great blue herons should be starting their nest repairs really soon).
Not springtime just yet, either. No, I don't think those dead leaves are going to hatch.
However, I devoted my walk time to hatching the rest of the plot for Dead Mule Swamp Druggist. Actually, I only needed the middle. I know how the book is going to turn out--whodunnit. I just needed to connect the dots for how Anastasia Raven is going to figure it out.
Walking is my cure for everything, and it did not disappoint. I came home with this picture and the intermediate plot pieces, and have a rough outline of all the rest of the chapters in the book.
What kind of a nest is it? Don't really know. Probably some kind of sparrow. It's in a horrid autumn olive tree. I keep putting off getting the field guide to nests. So, I fixed that after I got home. It should be here in just a few days.
For sure it's not the eagle nest. One of the eagles was flying over just as I returned home and I caught it in the lens this time.
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