Reassembling the Woods

The Nest
We were clearing debris from a brook when I thought of it.
I began by placing the logs into a square, then turned the next square a little, and the next a little more. Soon I had built a nest. My girlfriend loved it. She even claimed her right to throw out the sticks she didn't like.
I then decided to build a Weaver's Nest. I began to cull shaded saplings from around the woods. Most of these were in tight bunches, and by the looks of their companions, destined to die beneath the canopy. I bent and twisted them, weaving them into a nest that eventually featured a snow cap and front door with a port hole.