we've had company for about 2 weeks.
she's cute, but really loud.
and quite territorial.
she acts like she owns the place.
she definitely does not like her picture taken.
her presence is thrilling, and at the same time, annoying, and sometimes scary.
she's a bird.
she has built her nest on top of our front door wreath.
and there's a little blue egg inside.
we looked.
everytime we open the door, she darts away. watching from somewhere close because as soon as the door closes, she is right back in the nest. it's sweet, right? it's new life. i do like watching her through the window and wondering when we'll see her baby. but i'll admit i am
a little spooked by the whole thing.
i am very nervous that one day she is going to fly into our house in her haste to get away. i cannot handle a bird in my house. last night we got home late from a family birthday party. as we approached the door, she became agitated and hovered frantically around the doorway. mark went in quickly and the rest of us entered through the garage. i get why she's territorial: it's her baby, for heaven's sake. i get it. but what happens when her egg hatches? will the constant opening and closing of the door knock her cute baby out of the nest? i am slightly paranoid about this situation. maybe this is why we don't have pets.
on a nature-related tangent: here are a few shots of the front yard. i planted these marigolds last weekend. i have not appreciated marigolds until recent years. i used to think of them as pretty weeds. now i really like their simplicity and bright color. i hope they are hearty. the purple flowers are called blue marguerite.
beautiful early springs almost make summers bearable here.
