we found this tree in the middle
of a small shopping centre.
It was a hive of activity as the male inhabitants
of the tree fluttered from branch, to branch, to nest…
as they frantically tried to build the house of her dreams.
We were told that Mrs Weaver comes to inspect the nest
AFTER it has been built and if it is not up to her standard
will pull it apart…or demand a new one be made.
No-wonder these blokes were working so hard.