Returning from our walk, Lucy and I discovered a birds nest in the garage

We have three other outside doors in the house, but for some reason, we almost always come and go through the garage. While I suppose this isn't unusual, it is annoying. The garage is probably the worst room in the house. It is the repository for all kinds of nonessential household items -- the wet vac we never use, old storm windows, winter boots out of season, fishing gear, cans of paint.

But perhaps all this useless stuff provides a good hiding place, because was precisely behind paint, tucked away on a shelf, that Lucy and I discovered one of the best finds of the spring - a birds nest. We were coming back from a rainy day walk and stopped to take off wet shoes, which naturally would be left in the garage. We must of startled them, because we heard a scurrying noise in the storage shelf.

These birds have become another family pet. At first, all that we could see in the nest were two parent birds. They were so well camouflaged that often we weren't even sure they were there. We became very protective of them. One night my husband forgot the garage light was on, and it went down at 1:00 am to turn it off so they could sleep. You might think the garage not a good place, but we think maybe they liked that we would close the door at night. It kept them safe. In the morning, as soon as it was opened, they would fly out for food, and this was when we had the chance to peek in and see the eggs. So exciting! We didn't think they would hatch but sure enough, one day we heard the peeping. Even more exciting!!

Thus, yesterday when the laundry room door was open, a baby bird flew in. Lucy positively went bananas. Had it been up to her, this poor bird would have been her dinner. It was so scared, it kept flying into the walls trying to get out, just like the song says. But I'm happy to report, we rescued it with rubber gloves.

It was the real life version of "Bird in A House" by Railroad Earth.