Nature’s gifts are truly incredible and priceless. While rearranging my plants, I discovered a delicate nest perched on one of my palmeras, barely clinging to two branches.
I hadn’t planned on sharing this, but today, my daughter, who lives abroad, sent me a message:
“Forest feels—there’s a bird building a nest on our fiddle-leaf fig tree!”
“How nice,” I replied. “By coincidence, an egg just hatched in a nest on one of my palmeras.”
I had originally intended to move that palmera, but upon finding the nest, I decided to leave it undisturbed. In fact, I even asked my assistant to secure another branch to help support it.
Each time we approached, the mother bird lingered nearby, watchful and protective. We suspected there was already an egg inside. As I got closer, she remained on the nest—perhaps laying eggs or already keeping them warm.
Then, one day, we heard a soft tweet—the unmistakable sound of a baby bird. Before long, two birds, likely the parents, took turns visiting the nest, bringing food.
We kept our distance and let nature take its course. Eventually, the nest was empty—the baby had likely learned to fly. My assistant, who had grown accustomed to the frequent visits, remarked that the place now felt lonelier without them.
But we haven’t touched the nest. Who knows? Maybe one day, the mother bird will return to lay another egg or two. That would be another beautiful gift from nature.
