Herbs: A year ago, my roommate Melanie, and I, decided to try to grow a small square foot garden. We tried. I won't show you the gory 'after' pictures, but all of our lovely green beauties were limp and brown by the end of the season. With no fruits of our labor. However, the basil we grew did serve us quite well and it was THE ONLY thing that we were actually able to consume.
Here is my attempt to garden last year:
And here is my attempt to garden this year:
BASIL! I figured I couldn't go wrong with this one. Plus, I'm tired of spending lots of money at Foodland & Tamura's buying something that I could very well produce myself.Birds: The other day while sitting at work (not being able to read or do anything noteworthy) I saw something fall from the sky. SPLAT! Straight onto the cement. I walk over and there is a tiny green bird that had fallen about 40ft from his nest. I mean teeny, tiny, teensy, weensy bird. I picked him up with a napkin and placed him off to the side where no one would step on him, in hopes that his mother would come and rescue him. One sad hour later, no mother came to his rescue, so I adopted him.
I made a nest for him, mashed up his food, fed him, and kept him comfortable for a full day. Unfortunately, little Mojito (that is what Malia and I decided to name him) refused to eat his breakfast the next morning. I even woke up at 5:30 to make sure he wasn't hungry. Then 6:30, then at 7:30. He had to learn his lesson the hard way and he passed on. If only he would have eaten his breakfast. Honestly though, he lasted a lot longer than I expected him to. You can't just fall out of a tree onto concrete and escape unmarred. I guess it was just Heavenly Father's plan for little Mojito. May he rest in peace.
Birds have come up a lot in my projects lately. They are just so beautiful and there are so many different types. And, who doesn't love to be woken up by a songbird in the morning? (NOT a rooster, they don't count in the lovely bird category.)
