Every spring these two sparrows return to our backyard to build a nest in this safe alcove underneath the slide. In this photo, one is in the nest; the other is captured in flight. Noah had just finished swimming when I shot this, and these worried parents were not too happy about waiting to return to their eggs. They stayed in the treetops chirping loudly to each other until they felt it safe to return. All is okay, and I anticipate hatchlings any day.
There is nothing in which the birds differ more from man than the way in which they can build and yet leave a landscape as it was before. Robert Lynd, The Blue Lion and Other Essays