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Magic Marker Monday: Making Art Out of a Mulch Hill

Several weeks ago a huge storm came through our neighborhood. Unfortunately, a very large tree took down a neighbor's home. The next day when the tree company was cutting it down and turning it in to mulch, I asked to see if we could have some delivered to our house.

This is what we got:

Let's just say, Ryan has gotten a lot of mileage out of this one. The guy said there would be a few stumps...and I did run it by Ryan before they delivered it...and we could use some stump seats for around the fire...and you can never have too much mulch!

Anyway, Logan has come to my rescue and many hours have been spent decorating the stumps as birdhouses - complete with glued down rocks, leaves and bark. He added birdseed because a house has to have food.

And to top it off, Logan has witnessed birds eating from his birdhouses.

As for Ryan, he just chuckles every time he walks by the pile.


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  1. ChildlifeMay 29, 2011 at 7:42 PM

    A little Andy Goldsworthy in the making! :)

    I just love the creativity of your kiddos, Vanessa. Never fails to leave me with a smile in my heart.

    ~Michelle

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