Bye Bye, Birdies

For the second year in a row, a mother bird has built her nest in my spring flower arrangement inside our carport. I guess it could be a pretty safe place to raise your babies if you just ignore all the in-and-out backdoor traffic, which is quite a bit considering that's where we park and where the laundry room is.

It's all cute at first... Mama Bird builds the nest from dryer lint, pinestraw and Bentley's hair, and then before you know it, she has four or five pretty little eggs all snuggled in the warm little nest. Then the babies hatch, and then they start to poop. Everywhere...

So gross... Obviously, it only gets worse the longer the babies make the nest their home. Last year I was able to clean it off pretty easily, but this year is different. There is poop all on the greenery and and flowers, on the outside of the iron basket that holds the arrangement AND down the carport wall.

These cute little poopy birdies have finally flown the coop, and now it's time to clean. I'm grossed out just thinking about it. Happy Spring.