Notes from the Path #59 - A tiny home for tiny neighbours

a weekly reflection from my wandering

A tiny home for tiny neighbours

Lying in my hammock under the trees in my new backyard, I watched a small bird with a black head flit from fence to branch and back to fence again. There was something about its behaviour that felt peculiar, like it was scouting out the space, watching me.

Then, flying closer to me than I expected, it swooped toward the tre…