Monday, January 23, 2006
So I had to sneek in through my back door tonight!
Last Tuesday, when it was cool and rainy, as I got home from choir rehearsal and unlocked the door a bird flew out of the wreath on the door.
Wreath? It's the middle of January! Yes, every year my great aunt sends my grandmother a live wreath and every year my grandmother keeps it on the door until it is brown and dead. I do believe this is the first year I've noticed a bird using it for shelter, though.
I haven't seen the bird there any night again until tonight, another cold and rainy night. As I got up on the porch and near the door I noticed a small brown ball right at the bottom of the inside of the wreath. I couldn't bring myself to wake the poor creature and scare it into finding a less dry/warm perch for the night so I came in the back door.
Klasinc&Loncar Duo (Just trying to help it get picked up by Google spiders, I maintain it for them)