from little things

It was my friend's birthday on the weekend, and on the way to her party I thought I'd pick up some flowers for her from the shopping centre nearest my house. To get there you need to walk through a lovely nature reserve. I had been woken up most mornings for the past couple of weeks to cries of baby birds so was not so surprised to find a beautiful nest on the ground. It was very small, and I assume that it must have outgrown it's owner. The craftmanship was amazing - some thick white wadding weaved through with some sturdy black plastic thread. At the shops I found a white box and tissue paper - and amazingly some quail eggs! I presented it to my friend who loved it.