blossom-cups

Updated: July 8, 2025

But for many days the mother-bird staid away, and the father came alone to drink honey from my blossom-cups: so I knew that the eggs were hatching under her warm folded wings, for I have seen such things before among my own branches in the robins' nests and the bluebirds'. "Now my flowers are all gone, and in their place the nuts are growing in their prickly balls.

Jane Andrews - The Stories Mother Nature Told Her Children