Bird Egg From The Forest Floor - intact

I found this lovely large (about the size of my fore-thumb) bird egg in a deep bed of moss along one of my woodland paths and carried it home to show my wife - and to photograph.  On trying to identify it as possibly an owl's egg (Carol's suggestion from it's size and location in the wood) I found an interesting site that stated never to disturb bird eggs even when seemingly fallen to the ground as there are birds that basically lay their clutch in a minor scrape in the ground - or as in this instance a hollow in the moss possibly and I did remember thinking that the egg felt warm when I picked it up, so I immediately took it back and placed it in the same moss hollow.  Hopefully a future update will complete the minor mystery of the unknown bird and it's lovely egg.

About The Woodlands I Will Go

"Loveliest of Trees"

LOVELIEST of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
And stands about the woodland ride
Wearing white for Eastertide.

Now, of my threescore years and ten,
Eighty will not come again,
And take from seventy springs four score,
It only leaves me little more.

And since to look at things in bloom
Remaining springs give little room,
About the woodlands I will go
To see the cherry hung with snow.

sorry for my liberties with the words

A Wildren of Wrens - a quick walk along my wood paths caught a group of wrens flitting through the underbrush - here is one

I just made up the word 'wildren' for a group of Wrens

The ParabolaTree

A May Day as lovely as in song