Several times a day, while working in my home office, I look out the window to my back yard. I feel silly calling it a yard because it is like no "yard" I've ever seen. It's like a nature reserve.

There are some bird feeders (of which I've yet to fill) and bird baths hanging from some of the trees, right in the middle of my line of sight. Lots of assortments of birds fly in and rest on my trees and bird baths. I imagine the deer walking by (wouldn't you know it, I've missed them every day so no pics yet!) and I kind of chuckle to myself that I should go put on a Snow White costume and hang with the wild life. All I need is a few dwarfs and I'm set.

Actually, that idea isn't too far fetched...

When I was about eight or so, my family went on a day trip up to the mountains. I was just standing there, and about 10 birds decided to use me as their rest area. They were on my hands, shoulders and head. My parents tried to snap a photo of it, but it was a Polaroid and by the time I got around to scanning it, it became very faded. There are two on my hands and one on my head in this picture. You'll have to just trust me on that!



When I was about 16 or so, someone suggested that I should go to Disneyland and try out to be Snow White (you know, the one that just wanders around the park with a dwarf) because my coloring was perfect. I also happened to live about 20 minutes away from Disneyland. I thought about it for a bit, but decided that I had better things to do. Boys and sunbathing. Notice that school wasn't in that mix. heh...

So, I guess the whole Snow White idea isn't too far fetched except for the fact that I'm getting a bit long in the tooth. Maybe I could be Snow White's [very hip] mother.