One day I found an abandoned nest in one of the trees next to our house. When looking closer I noticed that the birds had also used colourful yarn to build her nest. Not one, there were many little threats used to make the nest solid, soft and cosy....  The yarn must have come from somewhere....someone must have owned it? This made me fantasize about who might have been missing some yarn and I wondered if this person was angry about it. 

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