It seems that Maya has been a busy girl! Today there are two cute white eggs in the nest! I actually have my suspicions that there is another one as well.
Yesterday, I noticed that the male was pulling the nesting material out of the nest, and then stuffing it back in. I decided maybe he wanted more to work with. The box of nesting threads we bought with the cage was empty, so I got some soft (purple) yarn from my stash and stuck it in a little between the bars. He immediately pulled it all through, and piled it all in the nest, covering the first little egg.
Should I try to find it and bring it up to the top of the nest again? I didn't know, so I left it alone. Then all of a sudden yesterday afternoon it resurfaced, and today it is joined by another!
I don't want to get any more involved, but I think that first egg is burried under the nesting material, and these two are new ones.
Apparently it takes 24 hours for an egg to develop inside the female, and so she will lay an egg every 24 hours or so, until she's done with this "clutch". That's like a "litter" for cats or dogs.
I just hope there won't be a little bird trying to fight it's way up through all of that stuff when
the hatching time comes! This is all so exciting! I'm so nervous!
And...speaking of my stash, it has become quite large lately. I mean, of course, my fabric stash. I have been busy with some pattern designing, and I've been practicing, which has made a little dent in it. But truly, the vastness of it has my husband baffled. He has been doing research on the disorder, (that of collecting and hoarding fabric) looking for a medical term for it, but as yet, hasn't come up with anything. I just call myself a manic creative, and I have found I am not alone! He just calls me weird.
This little patchwork skirt (above) I made for my daughter didn't phase the collection even slightly.
I even made two skirts for myself. Still I'm buried under mounds of it. (I feel a strange kinship to that poor little first egg.) Can a baby bird breathe under all those threads and yarns? Can a person with a fabric disorder ever be rehabilitated?
These are the skirts I made for ME.(above, and below)And this little Woodland Bloom dress is for Abby.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Posted by Lila Tueller at 3:57 PM