Spring in our Garage

For the last week or so, my daughter has been complaining about a bird in the garage. We leave our garage open most of the day, and since we're near the woods it made sense that every once in a while a bird would fly in there. Right?

That perfectly makes sense. What didn't was the nest we found last night. Yep, a bird had decided to make her home in a pair of my husband's Sorrell's. For those of you who aren't familiar with the brand, Sorrells are big, thick winter snow boots, lined with sheepskin. They last forever-my husband has had his since college and they are doing great.

Well, they were doing great until a wily robin decided they would make an excellent home!

After we discovered the next in the pair of boots, there was much discussion about what to do. We all finally decided that we'd simply move the boots outside if there were eggs…but if it was only a nest, the bird was out of luck! Carefully we peeked into the boots, no doubt watched by the industrious bird. But when careful searching only produced grass, some torn newspaper and something that looked suspiciously like our dog's fur, on went the gloves and out went the nest.  My husband really likes those boots!

Yep spring has sprung…in our garage. : )

Tonight my husband and I are off to Sugarcreek. Hooray! We'll be staying at the beautiful Caslisle Inn tonight, then attending an Amish wedding tomorrow. I can't wait to go!

with blessings to you,

Shelley