From blog quitting, to birds humming~

Have you ever felt like you want to quit blogging?
Having a head full of stress in thinking on what to blog about?
Found yourself a new hobby and blogging has became boring?
Lost interest in it and don't find any benefits in blogging?
Or like me, lacking the time, unable to focus, therefore the very few updates in weeks, and the drop of blog visits.

Things like these almost always bring people down. And if you're that kind of people who can channel the negative energy and transform it into some motivation, good for you. Apparently, I failed in doing so. Hence, the feeling of quitting this blog-activity.

Maybe it's because I felt lonely? How true is that?
Maybe it's because I'm the only Klang blogger? Cannot be what.
Maybe it's just me.
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Now, here's the story. There's a pair of humming birds, both black and yellow in color, always flying around in the garden of my home. It didn't quite bother me until one day, I realize the floor is always full of nonsense like dry leaves, small flowers, strings, and hair?! I mean hair?! Where are all these rubbish coming from? I look up and saw this.

A bird nest!
And then my grandma came and told me to get rid of it, because the birds will only create more rubbish. But of course, I ignored her. Why destroy their home? They aren't noisy like crows, or eat disgusting stuff from the trash cans. Instead, they make my home sound peaceful with that daily chirp-chirp bird talk, and they eat from flowers, good for the flowers, too.


Slightly closer
Well, their first baby-bird made it. I saw it with my own eyes, it came out from its nest, flew for the first time and got scared like crazy when I got closer to look at it. And days after, my grandma decided to tidy up the garden and somehow disturbed the nest. The birds left for good!


Closer than slightly closer
So I thought, no more birds. Nothing is special about my home now. *Cries* No wait, the birds left but the nest is still there. My grandma didn't remove the nest. But what the heck, no birds.

Until one fine day (last week I think), the floor is full of nonsense again. At first, I thought, where did all these rubbish came from? Whoa! Got hair some more! Wait, hair? That felt really familiar. And then, I look up.


They're back!
That means I have 2 bird nests now, like what you see in the photo.
And this time around, I took a shot for the colors to be obvious and below is the result.


Wild pets
Still the same pair of birds. They must really like my garden a lot.