One morning last week I spotted this in the bird bath.
At first I thought it was an incredibly smooth river pebble from the flower bed that Mason had put into the bird bath.
But closer examination determined it was really an egg, most likely from a mourning dove. Why she chose to lay it in the bird bath I'll never know, but I can just see her thinking, "Whoa, what was that?"
Verdun, France XVI
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