It is nesting season here. Lots of birds looking to build and fill their nests. Maybe a squirrel or two, if it’s the one that ate the chocolate out of my grandson’s hidden plastic egg, maybe I won’t share with you.
This is tiny scraps of cotton and silk fabric and cotton thread. It goes out in the garden in an extra bird feeder and the birds use it as filler in their nests. It amuses me to think of the birds asking one another who their decorators are to have that lovely purple added to the nest.