Sunday, April 27, 2008

New life at the Taylor Home

This morning I had a pleasant surprise. I went to check on our little bird and I could see a little movement under her breast. She had some softer lighter fuzz under her and sure enough, her babies had hatched and she was sitting on them. I was so excited...I still am. They are so teeny and delicate. She was startled for a moment and flew away (not by me however, I think she is use to seeing a camera in her face). I did of course grab my camera as soon as she did and I got some quick shots.

Greg is hoping to see the two take their first flight, but I'm hoping they stay around for a while. They really are sweet and I love being so close to them.

Be sure to note the attractive car wire they used in their nest. A little splash of color if you will.

Before
After


A little closer



Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Taylor/Nordstrom Look-alike Meter

I needed a break at work, so I decided to play around with some photos. This is our photoshop love child creation. Apparently I did a pretty good job at making it a combo of both my and Greg's baby pics.

MyHeritage: Family tree - Genealogy - Celeb - Collage - Morph

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Saturday, April 12, 2008

Good Omen

For the past month or so Greg and I have noticed a pair of mourning doves hovering around our back porch (well really it is the size of a stair) and they seemed to be specifically interested in the black bag on the end of Greg's bike. A couple of times I found a few twigs on the bag, and it would be pushed in a little from them sitting on it. I would tell Greg that I thought they were going to build a nest. We have even moved the bikes to go for bike rides and still when we put the bikes back, the birds came.

Last night after work I was reading in the bedroom and Greg came and told me that he thought they really did build a nest and that there was an egg. I went to look out the window and here is what I saw looking at me.






We startled the bird a bit and she stood up for a moment, and sure enough, there was an egg.








So this morning I have been watching the doves. One dove sits on the nest and the other one has been bringing her twigs. She has been working on building their little home. What a homemaker!! :) I'm just about at eye level with her when I'm on the computer so we have been staring at one another for a good part of the morning. It is one of those moments when I wonder what she is thinking as she sits there all day. Or is she just sitting there by instinct? Then I ponder instinct, and realize that I really need to work on my own home. I'm actually really enjoying watching them and I'm excited for the baby birds to come. We are hoping it is a good omen that our home is fertile :)


I decided to look up some facts on mourning doves and these descriptions described our birds exactly:
  • During nest-building, the female stays at the nest and the male collects sticks. He stands on her back to give her the nest material. She takes it and weaves it into the nest. Maybe that's why the nests are so poorly built!
  • The Mourning Dove almost invariably lays two eggs. Clutches of three or four are the result of more than one female laying in the nest. A dove may have up to five or six clutches in a single year.
  • A Mourning Dove pair rarely leaves its eggs unattended. The male usually incubates from midmorning until late afternoon, and the female sits the rest of the day and night.
  • Nests: Flimsy platform of twigs, pine needles, or grass stems. In trees, tangles of shrubs, or vines up to 50 feet. Rarely on the ground. Sometimes in hanging flower pots or other man-made structures.

Well, I'll keep everyone "posted" as to how the new little family is doing, and I'll work on my amazing National Geographic shots.

Sunday, April 6, 2008

Goblins




Sometimes I have ugly days. I'd like to think that everyone has them, where everything seems to be off. Hair is greasy or only one eye has good make-up, break-outs, sudden double chin. Whatever. So I found this picture and it made me grateful that I don't look like this all the time. Also, it makes me laugh. And also, it made me grateful that Greg doesn't normally have a massive underbite. (In case you were wondering, we were in Goblin Valley, so we were being goblins.)