Monday Mystery

Butch told me about the bird living under our mailbox. I hadn't seen it and, frankly could not imagine how it could possibly fit under there. Then, a couple days ago when I went out for my early morning walk, I rounded the corner where the driveway meets the street--which is where the mailbox is. 

Out flew the bird, scaring the living daylights out of me!! How in the world can that bird fit under there? 

It's a half inch gap. I tried to look in there to see if there was a nest, but it's so narrow, I couldn't see. It's a mystery for sure!

Speaking of mailboxes, I have always hated this one. I know that seems pretty strong language for a mailbox. But, it's true. Not only is it a hideous color, but it's so random. The h ouse doesn't have yellow shutters or front door, so I just don't understand it. Plus, it's beat up and needs replacing. I guess they thought if they painted it, no one would notice that its beat up. 

Anyway, I get it now! It matches the roses planted there. 

Now I actually like it. I like this picture too. Well, except for the utility poles n the background. Now if I had the awesome editing tools that Butch has on his computer, I could remove them The best I can do is this:

I guess it's better than nothing.