I have made a routine out of it: I eat my breakfast, and then I go and water all of the plants... so far so good.
Well, one morning, a week after all of our yard work, I took the fern hanging on our porch down to water it. I found a small, and amazingly perfect nest with 4 tiny blue eggs in it. It was so perfect, I actually thought it was fake for a moment... but then I remembered saying to my mom a few days before, "Look how funny that bird is, it just loves our fern!"
The bird had been making a nest, and now had layed her eggs in it.
I realized I was going to be an auntie!
I quickly ran into our house and told my mom the exciting news. I waited until she finished her cup of coffee (of course) and then we went outside to take a few pictures... from a safe distance, so we wouldn't bother out sweet Mamma Bird.
We looked up what type of bird had chosen our fern to be her nest. We found a few birds that she could possibly be, but by the way she looks, acts and the area we live in, we think she is a house finch.
My mom and I waited another week or two for the little babies to hatch.
I found them when I was on the step stool, carefully watering the fern. I saw the grey little fuzzballs, and (again) ran in the house to tell my mom.
We are so excited that they finally hatched. But we are keeping a very safe distance... even though Mamma Bird doesn't really mind us anymore!
I am so happy that the little birds have a safe, and shady place to live!
I never would have guessed that our garden would be much more than just some landscape.
