Tuesday, March 02, 2010

Day 58 - Lisa

While sitting in my truck waiting for my mom I heard some faint chirping.  I got out of the truck and there on this barren tree was the little nest.  Poor babies they must be so cold.  BTW, there has got to be some meaning behind bald trees, I swear I do not go looking for them but they keep ending up in this blog.

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