There is a grass/reed plant that is rampant in the garden. I dislike it intensely. A great thicket has grown by the French doors. Its removal revealed a nest of chicken eggs which are probably a few months old. The hen who laid them has since departed. I have left them for the creatures of the night to feast on.
Gone to Seed
Pen and Watercolour
Whatever happened to those eggs? I reallllly hope they're not still there!
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