An old broken bird’s egg

A nest of seed capsules - eggs of the plant world.

13th March, 2010

Under the tree I noticed an old broken bird’s egg.

It was dull and dirty, but the form was there, the round form that holds new life. I was surprised as I haven’t seen any nesting nearby. I picked it up to examine. There was a hole in the base. I realised it was not a bird’s egg; it was the remains of a gumnut. It occurred to me that the gumnut is but another type of eggshell, holding within it the latent throb of life waiting to be born. The egg-form is shared by birds and trees alike.

Black cockatoos squawked overhead, pigeons cooed in the distance, something else twittered and tweeted nearby.