After rains

Egg shell

I have no sense of scale, the Guru said about this shell. It was perhaps just over a centimeter long. And under an apple tree (on the sidewalk). I choose to believe that the wind/rain overnight tipped it out of the nest, leaving the already hatched wee-bird safely behind.

Fern frond over sidewalk

I admit to an outsized attraction to ferniness—not a word, I suppose, but should be! The laciness of ferns is so aesthetically appealing, is it to my reptile brain?

I did not intend to select a pair of sidewalk photos, but that’s what I did. Hmmmm.


  1. jcb says:

    Do you suppose the wee bird made its way over to Inman Park and into our niece’s Instagram feed?

  2. kayak woman says:

    Looks like a robin’s egg? I have a few photos of those in my archives. I guess if I was carrying a coin, it would provide some sense of scale but I rarely carry coins any more.

  3. Sammy says:

    I thought robin’s egg, too…but I’m not an eggshell-ologist.