After trying, waiting, and sitting eggs all summer long for a decade, my peahen has finally produced two fledgling peachicks.
We have a high walled courtyard off the main bathroom.
When my children were preschoolers, they planted a branch of cypress there.
Surprisingly, a pine tree grew. It must have come up from a seed on the stick.
The kids thought themselves master gardeners, especially when a pair of Willie Wagtails built a nest in that pine.