idea what history would follow it. I hung it on our large
front porch and placed a glass top table under it. One
evening, while working with dried flowers at the table,
a humming bird came down twice and hovered above
the table, so close I could have touched it. I told my
husband, "It looks like she wants me to move!" Little
did I know she had built her nest behind the bottom of
this wreath. I didn't know until fall when I took the wreath
down, that she had built there. I'm thrilled to have had this
experience and it will never happen again. Next time, I will
know to move away. I've had the wreath out again this
year, in hopes that another hummingbird will take up
residency, but no luck.
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