Recently, I mentioned it appeared the Carolina chickadee pair had decided
not to nest in the little 'Home Sweet Home' box on the porch this spring.
Wow, how wrong I was, and how these tiny creatures never cease to amaze me.
There is now daily activity.
Quietly, the pair of tiny birds have built a nest!
After cleaning the front porch, the pollen season just about over,
we've been sitting outside on the last couple of beautiful calm, warm
evenings - sipping an aperitif after several hours working in the garden -
and watching this little guy bringing green grubs to the nesting box,
obviously feeding the female who must be sitting on eggs.
Before popping into the box he sits here, makes a tiny chirp to advise her
of his arrival, flies in and then back out in about 30 seconds and takes
off to resume his search for supper.
Note, no Boston ferns in my hanging baskets yet!
This is probably the fifth year the chickadees have nested in this now
somewhat weathered little house!
"In order to see birds it is necessary to become part of the silence."
. . . . . . Robert Wilson Lynd ~ 1879-1949