This birdhouse sits right outside my livingroom window.
Dad built it years ago and I just love it.
This summer we had a moma bird and her little ones living
in it and I would sit in my chair and watch her
feed them in the morning.
A sweet walkway in Moms front yard.
You guessed it Dad's handy work again!
This patch of grass growing through the gravel caught my eye.
It's sure amazing how life will struggle it's way through many
obsticles to continue surviving.
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