Nesting

I was just tickled when Linda from My Vintage Soul contacted me to let me know that I won a giveaway on her blog! The package was waiting for me when I came home from Disneyland and opening it was just the icing on one big layer cake of a weekend!Like Christmas in April, I tell you. Maybe these beauties will be like priming the junk pump so I'll find lots of great vintage Christmas stuff this garage sale season. Thanks again, Linda--I love them!

Another thing I discovered upon our return last week was that a little birdie had built a nest into the (thrifted) wreath on my front door! At first I couldn't believe it was real, as we'd only been gone for a few days and most of those were filled with one heck of a Spring blizzard.
Sure enough, it's real, and it's interesting to see all the bits and pieces the bird used to construct the nest. I can see twigs, Easter grass, string, dryer lint, and lots and lots of hair (yuck).

I've been worried about the safety of the nest because my front door is banged open and shut all afternoon each day as Maren and the little girls next door play and go in and out of the house. I've been afraid that Momma Bird would abandon the nest for somewhere a little quieter. Not sure I could blame the poor thing--don't all of us mommas just wish for a little peace and quiet?I was surprised then to find two little eggs on Sunday morning when I went out for the paper! The Momma Bird flew away to the tree in the front yard, where I could hear her scolding me all the time it took me to run for my camera and lift Maren up to see the eggs for herself.

Yesterday there were three eggs! By this time I had decided to move the wreath to the wall of the house nearby where I normally have a plaque hanging. It wouldn't be far but it would be more secure than on the front door. I carefully moved the wreath but worried that even though it was just about 18" to one side, that perhaps the Momma Bird wouldn't find it or would be fed up and abandon the nest altogether.
This morning I opened the door to let a guest out and was delighted to find yet another egg! I'm relieved that Momma found her nest and didn't seem too bothered by its slight relocation. The eggs are teeny and the palest grayish-blue with speckles, much lighter in color than Shara's eggs. I wonder if there will be any more? It's getting kind of crowded in there! I do hope they hatch so we can see the babies.

I told Maren that we have to be careful and leave the nest alone, so we don't scare the Momma bird. She suggested that we buy a bird costume--that way we can sneak up on the nest, and the other bird won't see us. Brilliant! I think she's been watching too many cartoons, that one. When I asked her where we could get a bird outfit she replied, "The costume store, of course." Of course. Duh, Mom.