Beauty is composed of many things and never stands alone. It is so fragile it can be destroyed by a sound or a thought. It may be infinitesimally small or encompass the universe itself. It comes in a swift conception wherever nature has not been disturbed.
I admire avian architects.
The fabricator of this nest? I’m not sure but the nest is blue-chip inside and out, ingeniously built with natural materials. My best guess? It involves plenty of maternal labor. It’s perfectly adapted to housing wee eggs and young offspring in safety and comfort. Fixed together with gossamer-like fibers, the young at the bottom of this nest will be enveloped in a mass of feathers. Mouth-gapingly awesome.