Unexpected Neighbors

Unexpected Neighbors - Chapter 1

We got some new neighbors this year.

"This isn't really their hood" I thought as he shooed them away. The first time was out in the east grove, right when you come around the corner. They were tucked in toward the house, so passersby on the road may not have noticed, but we did.

A few days later they were back, it is Springtime after all. Not in the exact location, but a few trees over. Those darn magpies! The next morning they returned to find chaos instead of their finely woven structure, but they were determined that this was the place - only to be foiled once again.

We didn't see them for a few days, but then one morning there they were, out there talking. How could all of their hard work keep tumbling down? They hadn't noticed it to be too windy when they'd left the night before? They hadn't seen any creatures lurking about that would create such havoc!

A few mornings later they arrived for yet another visit. Being very persistent creatures, it was time to talk strategy. Maybe it had to do with the longitude and latitude? They flew over the driveway to the check out the other side of the yard and their newly revised action plan began!

"Which tree would do?" they may have possibly asked one another. Pecking and picking up odds and ends along the way, they decided they were going to give it one more try.

So, Marvin and Mavis Magpie have set up their new abode right in front of mine! Luckily they're not obstructing my mountain view but, as in typical suburbia, their nest can be seen from many different angles and they can observe the goings on from their own front window.

I'll be watching them this spring and summer - I'm certain it will be a fun adventure!

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