Birth, growth, abandonment and decay are all invoked by this temporary abode. It can draw one into a meditation on the rounds of life and death, be it sad or, perhaps, comforting. I like how the reeds in the background echo the twigs and fibers of the nest, maybe being, in part, one and the same. Satisfying entry.
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