|The singer, with his shy mate in the background|
|Of one mind|
|"Come and sit by me!"|
|Side by side|
Along the Ladner Trunk Road, an eagle pair was sitting in a tree next to last year's nest, discussing upgrades.
And a lonely chickadee, still without his mate, called out, over and over, "Here, sweetie! Here, sweetie!"
Last year, in a blackberry bush by the dike, a small bird decorated her nest with pages from a book. We found it this afternoon, bleached and torn, but still recognizable.
|"Our babies will grow up with everything they need; berries, butterflies and books, too!"|