One of my hanging baskets didn't survive the heat wave of a few weeks ago, so I decided to replant it for a little late summer color before adding in my fall posies.
It's a really lovely basket, all by itself. Sort of a scroll-y wire basket with a patina-green finish. It's lined with coconut grass. I love it, and love being able to select my own plants to fill it with each season. I really love going to the farmer's market and to local nurseries to find unique flowers to put into it. So, it wasn't a great hardship to have to start again, if you know what I mean.
Once I got back home, I started pulling the dead plants out of my basket. As I got to about the third plant (it's a large-ish basket, and I cram about seven or eight in there), I was getting a lot of resistence. Upon closer investigation, I noticed this...
...what looked like a big wad of dead plant-stuff.
However...
...upon closer inspection...
...I realized a tiny bird must have made a nest in my pretty hanging basket.
It was obviously abandoned. I'm not even sure if the bird laid any eggs in it.
But it makes me happy to think it made its home here, however briefly.
As I carefully removed the nest from my flower basket, I realized that if I'd been in any more of a hurry (as it was, I was blindly and quickly pulling out dead plants!) I would have missed this little treasure. It was a reminder, a little voice whispering to me to slow down, keep watch, don't miss any of it.
Oh the pleasure of treasures! Keep it slow.
Posted by: Juanita | August 24, 2009 at 05:55 PM