For the birds

When we woke this morning, I let Jax out and watched as she trotted through the lawn to some shade only to watch her jump ten feet in the air, startled. I thought we had another (yes, we've had quite a few already) snake in the yard so I cautiously walked over to the spot where she was sniffing...only to find a teeny-tiny baby bird laying in the grass.

I've noticed a nest in the tree above throughout the spring and thought the tiny thing must have fallen out. It broke my heart to see it away from it's parents, especially on Mother's Day (silly that I immediately thought that), and I quickly tried to get Jax back inside to leave it alone.

After going back out with the pup a few more times, I noticed some chirping from above and looked to see another even tinier bird dangling from a branch by one leg. I freaked out - I mean FREAKED out! I felt so helpless and Jax was so interested in the one already on the ground that I didn't know what to do.

Ryan had been out and as soon as he walked through the door I started telling him about the second one and burst into tears. I don't know why it hit me so hard, but I couldn't stop sobbing about these poor helpless birds. I mean, really, truly crying. Ridiculous!

After some quick googling, I found the number to Animal Services and put in a call for someone to come help. They called it a "priority" so I was hopeful we would see a rescue soon.

Thankfully, help arrived not too much later and I watched as she knocked the little one off the branch and scoop it into a box. The one already in the grass was much stronger and fiestier and as she went to scoop that one up it hopped away, chirping. Once the chirping started, mama and daddy came flying in and started attacking this poor woman! I ran in to get my camera just as I saw a red cardinal dive bomb her head. Ahh!!

She finally got the second one in the box and assured me they would be taken to Wildlife Refuge to be cared for until they were old enough to fly. I'd like to think she was telling the truth, although there is no telling. Mama and daddy were quite distraught to see their babies taken away, which broke my heart a second time, but she said they'd "get over it" and was on her way.

Jax still searches the yard for these curious little creatures and I keep seeing the parents flit back and forth looking for their babies but all has returned to normal. And while I have a huge fear slight aversion to birds, I have a new found respect for them and how helpless they are when so young.

the nest

poor little (gross) baby
trying to get out of the box

Happy Mother's Day

To all the wonderful moms out there, but especially to mine - Happy Mother's Day! It's because of you I am who I am today, and I love you so much!

We went to Vero and all I got were these funky tan lines

After what was maybe one of the more stressful weeks I've had at work, we hit the road on Friday evening and drove down to Vero Beach to visit with Ryan's aunt and uncle.
The girls hit the beach club on Saturday and lazed around the pool for hours while the boys headed out to sea to catch us some dinner. Both groups were sucessful and I felt much more relaxed after getting some much needed Vitamin D while the guys brought home tons of mahi and sea bass that they grilled up for dinner. The sun knocked us all out and it was early to bed Saturday night. It's tough laying out all day, you know?
The girls lazed around the house on Sunday morning (we were serious about relaxing!) while the boys played golf and then we were off again on our way home.
What a quick weekend, but oh so enjoyable. And while I didn't get any photos of the mini-vaca, I did end up with a burned belly button (of all places) and a ring on my chest from my bikini top to remember it by. Oops!

Now you see it...

Now it's changed again. I told you I might be tweaking a bit. This is how it looked yesterday:

I think I like this one better - the blues are a little easier on the eyes but I still get the pop of red coral in the header. What do you think?

Spring Break, and a Face Lift

I know, I know...I've been MIA lately and very neglectful of the blog. Sorry! Consider it my Spring Break of sorts.
I have a lot of catching up to do and hope to get to it soon. It's just that ever since Easter I have been slightly uninspired and trying to find my way back to blogworld. I've been close, lurking on the outskirts of town, checking others' posts and admiring their witty writing skills, clever stories and thoughtful words. And now I am slowly making my way back.
In my absence, among other activities, I have been tinkering with a new look (and name) for the blog. Considering I've been married for a year and a half now, I am not sure I can claim to be a "newly" Mrs. anymore and, as my husband will attest to, I have been itching for a change.
So, I am happy to introduce "The Morgans," along with the new look. I can't promise it will be exactly the same the next time you check in - my super bloggy sis has created a monster by showing me how to play with different backgrounds so it may take some final finessing before I am completely satisfied. But it's close!

Love Atlanta in the springtime!

Everything is in bloom! It's so beautiful and so fun to practice snapping photos. More from Easter weekend to come...I am still downloading from my Carter photoshoot.

Happy Easter!

What an amazing day spent with family and a perfect way to remember the many blessings God has given us. Hope you had just as great an Easter as we did!