First thing yesterday morning, before the damp mist
cleared and the air dried out after the heavy rain,
the loud song of a very tiny bird pierced the quietness
cleared and the air dried out after the heavy rain,
the loud song of a very tiny bird pierced the quietness
of another day.
Grabbed a camera and took these through the dining room window -
the wren stayed for several minutes calling, or perhaps serenading its mate.
The Carolina wren is, as I'm sure you know by now, my
favorite garden bird. We've had a little family making
our front porch hanging baskets, kitchen window box,
and garden their home for several years……………and this
Spring they are already very busy and noisy.
This pretty bird house was a gift from my neighbor last
Christmas - it hangs on the front porch, BUT it's not
where the wrens are nesting! I think a Chickadee has
already picked it out as their 'Home Sweet Home'.
Instead, once again, the pair of wrens are preparing a nest
in the faux arrangement on the wall by the front door - here
you can see the beginning, dried leaves already skeletonized,
and a long twig which I wish I could have seen being carried
and tucked into place by such a tiny bird!
We had a successful family raised here a few years
back, hopefully this will be a repeat………meanwhile going
in and out the front door will be a bit of a problem.





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