a nest full of eggs

Yesterday I sat and watched several robins digging worms out of my garden. Most of them were young and very skittish. Every noise and movement sent them flying for cover. Then they would return and dig some more.

Watching them I remembered this pattern that I saw at the purl bee. So taking a break from little hats I knitted up a nest and some eggs last night.

See how tiny the little eggs are.

My littlest insisted on loaning me her oriole to sit on the eggs and keep them warm until I knit up a little bird to do it.