One of my goals this year was to post four blog entries a month - last month I failed miserably. But as I've noticed from others who blog, sometimes a break is needed. And, sometimes nothing inspires me enough to write about.
Although I try to tie the things I write about to scrapbooking, not all of my entries are obviously connected. But I at least try to attach a picture and tell a story - isn't that what scrapbooking is all about? Recognizing that each photo has a story, and that the story is important to tell...
Today I was inspired to write and tell the story of my front door. A few weeks ago I took down my winter berry wreath and put up my fake hydrangias that I display on my door in the spring. About two years ago, there were birds that tried to nest there and I did everything to prevent it, until I finally just took the flowers down. Now, you must understand the only reason I was putting a stop to it is that I have a pretty severe bird phobia and the idea that every time I opened the door, they got spooked and started flying around was enough to give me a good jump start every morning. For some reason last year they left the flowers alone. But this year, they're back.
I told my husband to take down the flowers, but once they had built their nest, he convinced me to compromise and just knock on the door first, forcing them to fly away before opening it. It's not really working, so I thought again, maybe just take the flowers down - and then... you guessed it... we discovered these this morning.
So now what? I don't have the heart to take down the flowers now, but everytime I open the door there's going to be these little birds chirping and not being able to fly away - they're here all spring! Ewww! I hope I can sleep at night. It's sweet, the whole idea of new life, especially during Holy Week... but did I mention birds give me the creeps?
