There's No Place Like Home

I came across this wee bird's nest in my Black Boy peach tree here at Struan Farm. It was artfully hidden, and constructed woven into the branches. The owner and his or her family have since departed for the wild blue yonder, leaving us to their poop drizzled nest and the ripening peaches.

It's the first year this tree has fruited. I'm looking forward to trying the peaches, which have a grey fuzz, rather like this nest, and red/purple flesh.