Friday, March 28, 2008

History in a Bird's Nest

My father has the amazing ability to “whittle” recognizable shapes out of virtually any straggly bush and one day decided that the out-of-control forsythia in my front yard was actually a basket. Soon after, he arrived with a piece of rebar and his hedge clippers and set to work. A couple of years later, it became an Easter Basket. The year after that, as I was getting the front garden ready to plant, I found this bird’s nest on the ground. The green strands are some of the synthetic grass we used to line the Easter basket; the black is some of the deer netting we had used to protect our vulnerable plantings the previous winter. We’ve preserved this nest for twelve years now, although I managed to over-prune the basket out of existence.

2 comments:

Jana said...

That basket is great! Too bad its gone now.

Inkster1 said...

Hi Jana:
Thanks fo visiting. It was fun, particularly when Easter and the blooms happened simultaneously (which wasn't every year). Kids loved it, and truth be told, it was fun to make. I think one year, we even had a stuffed bunny standing next to it.