bird's nests and bedroom paint

This year we have a bird's nest tucked in the eaves of our front porch, a bird's nest in the fir tree outside our living room window, and a bird's nest on our bedroom window ledge. I love bird's nests and was happy to have so many so close by. But this afternoon the nest on the window ledge was blown apart in the high winds (that also sent all the papers flying in my study and the curtains blowing to the ceiling) and a baby bird fell to the ground. Our neighbour found it between our houses and made a makeshift nest to hang from a birdfeeder in our yard. The parents--blackbirds--were crying out like crazy, very agitated. I hope they'll find their baby and feed her/him. I wasn't with my neighbour when she found the bird but when I looked at it in its new "nest" it looked very forlorn and just-hatched. We'll see. The baby bird falling from the ledge was definitely not a favourite thing, of course, but it did remind me of how much I appreciate the nests, the sound of the hungry chicks, and the graceful elegance of birds (not counting pigeons) in general.

Since I've written about birds before I've used up bird references from the five-favourite-things list but bird's nests remind me of robin eggs which are blue and so here is Ari and Alisa's favourite bedroom paint colour: "Benjamin Moore Gossamer Blue."