i drop my chin following my eyeballs with the enlarged two lens of the powerful binoculars focusing on the embedded bird nest that lounges between the secure brown bark of the high oak tree that doesnt hold any birds then shift the lens to the left seeing the wide very good camouflaged light brown threads that shimmery like us gold minted bars that contrasts with the natural dark brown tree trunk that ids the tree trunk spider ( yeah , thats the real name , yall ) .