Summer 2010 I placed a hanging geranium planter from my front porch. A mama bird proceeded to think this hanging plant was a dang cool place for a nest - nice homey feel I guess.
Only one egg hatched and I was officially a grandma. Proud moment for me! In order for me to see down into the nest, I had to hop on a step stool. Every morning before work, every evening after dinner, out came the step stool.
A few weeks went by and I watched the baby grow and listened to his mommy holler sassy chirping words at me when I peered at her baby.
We were leaving on a vacation and I had a sense that when we came back, baby and mama would be long gone so I hopped on the step stool with my Nikon and clicked some bragging baby photos.
Next morning after coffee, I grabbed my step and went to check up on Junior. Mama was no where to be seen or heard - hmmmm that was very strange indeed. Junior was standing on the edge of the planter in a pensive position. Then he looked at me as if to say, "Thanks Granny" and he made his first leap of faith that sent him soaring away forever. Bye Bye Birdie!
Now don't be getting all excited on me....I still have a few teens left at home so my hubby and I are not empty nesters yet - but I do know this particular nest is empty.
For a brief few weeks, I had me a sweet lil grandbaby of sorts. All you grandparents out there, hug and enjoy your little people because it's only a matter of time before they grow and fly the coop, just like Junior.
The tiny words at the top say "Baby Photos". I also have a Dusty Attic birdbath DA0395 that I gussied up. I also crumpled a paper bag and inked it up for the matting layer.
Thank you for spending time reading this.