Artificial Nest

As soon as my friends on Facebook caught a news story of the local Carolina Waterfowl Rescue needing help from crochet and knitters, they started sending me messages. I sort of felt special that so many people remember that I like to crochet.

As soon as I read the article from the news, I was interested. I contacted them to confirm and make sure they were still needing little nest. I know how places can get an overwhelming amount of support from caring people.

Every year I choose something to donate my talent too. I always feel like God gave me the gift of crochet, so this is my way of giving back. Once, I crocheted fifty tiny baby hats for an orphanage in Haiti. I have also donated crocheted baby hats to local hospitals for their preemies. Last year I donated a box of red hats for "Little Hats, Big Hearts". It's a charity that provides resources and raises awareness about congenital heart defects and hospitals all around give each baby born in February a little red hat to wear. Here is the post.

So I was happy to find something else to donate too. The waterfowl rescue is reaching out to crocheters and knitters to supply them with some artificial nest for tiny birds they rescue. I found some wool yarn at the dollar store and thought it was perfect for this project as it was a natural fiber and natural colors.

I am allergic to wool so I have never made anything with wool fiber but I could not resist. Fortunately, the wool did not irritate me at all while making these. The texture is cotton soft but the structure is hard and stiff. Like a rug. 

They are not made perfect and even have a few flaws, but I think that adds to the nature of the purpose. They only asked that the nest be crocheted using two strands of yarn and stitched tight so the little bird legs would not fall through the holes. I whipped these up in just a few hours and shipped them to their location. I hope they can be of use.

Looking at these make me think of little nesting bowls. Well, that's exactly what they are.

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LandMarks

It is known that when a man travels he remembers roads. When a woman travels, she remembers landmarks. Ask a man for directions and he will say, “Turn on hwy 74 then take a right on 485”. A woman will say, drive about 3 miles, go under an old brick bridge then turn right at the okie dokie hotel”.

This is true for me.

I could get back home from anywhere by just remembering things I seen along the way. 

Every time we go to the beach there are always little reminders that tell me where I am and where we will be turning next. 

Here are just a few things I notice we pass that have not changed in years. Excuse the photo quality as I took them through the car window going down the road.

The oldest landmark we pass is this unfinished boat.

I call it the SS Minnow. You know, Gilligans Island boat. Looks just like it to me. This boat has actually been sitting here since I was young. I have even emailed the company that sits behind it, trying to find out information on this boat. I think it has a story and I’d love to find it out. I never get a response. 

When we pass cotton plants, corn fields and red barns, I know what city we are going through.

Here is an old SunFlower moving tailer. It has sat in a field beside the railroad track for years. The field will be tilled and crop will be planted. They  just work around the trailer

 I think it would make a great photo prop. My guess would be this tailer is from the 70s.

I know we are not far from our desitination when we pass this old junk pile with a couple of silos sitting beside it. I didnt catch a photo of the silos but I did get a shot of the sign that sits out front. Sometimes it will say “free puppies” on one side, but the other side always says, “dressed hogs”. 

Everytime we pass this, Nick will snicker. Then we both start laughing. Why? Well, because after passing it one day, I asked Nick what dressed hogs were. Without flinching, he responded “ It’s pigs running around in little tuxedos’. After a long pause of thought, I laughed. But I did have to think about it a minute. So, yea, we still giggle everytime we pass the “dressed hog” sign. 

We had a great weekend at the beach. I can’t wait til we go again in May. We will be taking our daughter with us. We always have fun on the beach and I’m looking forward to it as I count down the days.