Monday, August 22, 2011

building bird nests

Out in the field the girls were building bird nests from dried grass clippings. This went on for possibly an hour and I would have loved to have been a fly on the wall (or in the grass in this case) to listen to what they were talking about. Little women really. In time, as they grow, this sitting together and making will be repeated: isn't that what many women like to do? Gather, make (or do something), talk (and did someone say eat?)

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