It was Mother’s Day when we discovered two fresh eggs nestled in the same old nest we had once thought of removing.
“Awwwe! What a lovely Mother’s Day bonus!” my younger daughter exclaimed after I sent her a photo.
You might remember the story from Singapore, where my daughter watched birds build a delicate nest on her fiddle-leaf fig tree. Soon enough, it cradled two tiny eggs. She was thrilled and kept me updated with photos and stories.
The birds were stunning, their feathers glowing in brilliant colors. She observed them closely from her balcony—until she left for a week-long trip to Japan. Sadly, when she returned, the eggs were gone.
Back home, a new pair of birds found our old nest. At first, they were too shy to be photographed while sitting on the eggs. We waited patiently, hoping to capture that precious moment.
After several quiet days, I tiptoed carefully toward the nest—and this time, I was lucky. One of the birds stayed put, calmly incubating the eggs. A sure sign that new life was on the way.
And then, after about two weeks—what a miracle to behold! Two tiny birdlings appeared, chirping softly.
Another beautiful and unexpected gift from nature.
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