Having seen it in the flesh, or shell, rather, I now know why they call this beautiful color robin’s egg.
At first we didn't notice anything unusual. And suddenly we noticed a busy bird, going to and fro from the bush with blades of grass, skinny twigs, you name it, in her beak. We had front row seats to this new construction from our dining table.
Every morning we rushed down to see what had transpired from the day before. I am rarely rendered speechless but this work of nature was that powerful. Because of my Asian beliefs and upbringing, I am finding that this event is making me feel very lucky . . . this was an auspicious sign. As I tell my husband . . . this is going to be a crackin' good year.
