There’s a little birds nest that hangs under the eaves of my roof. When I first saw it I thought that I would have to find a way to move it, due to the enormous pile of bird poo that sits directly underneath it, right outside my back door.
After living here for a couple of months, though, I wouldn’t dream of it. I know nothing of birds, so I couldn’t begin to tell you what kind they are, but they are not so loud as to be disruptive, I just get to hear a quiet hum of bird chirps all through my morning. As someone who tends to find mornings themselves to be pretty darn disruptive, (Light! Someone turn it off!) I just adore having little feathered companions singing me into my day.
We’ve also learned the hard way that the people we bought this house from did absolutely nothing and I mean not One Darn Thing to keep this house up, so I now suspect that enormous pile of poo to have accumulated over several years. I think I’ll deal with hosing my patio off every once and a while.
Tresa – It's Nathan Coffey. Damn, you guys are hard to get ahold of. The phone number you emailed out with the Oceanside address is no longer in service. The email address Jared gave me for Cox is not working, I don't know if your tresaedmunds.com site email address is working either. Hopefully you will get this message and email me back at nacoffey@gmail.com with your correct email addresses, both of you AND both your phone numbers. Thank you very much!
i used to make fun of my mom for going on birdwatching expeditions. but i love it now. birds are cool.