Day By Day

Sunday, June 28, 2009

The Wren

She Who Must Not Be Named is delighted. A few days ago at a curio shop she bought a little bird house and when we got home she hung it from a tree branch right beside our front porch. Within a few hours a house wren had moved in and was busily building a nest. The nest must be done because now he is sitting outside loudly proclaiming to any female wren in the area that he is open for business. Boy, for a little bird he sure can get the volume up. I'd like to take a clear picture of him to post, but that would involve taking down a screen and letting bugs into our sunporch. For some reason "She" is not favorable to the idea.

UPDATE:

Now "She" is not pleased. The flycatcher that nests on the other side of our house has decided that the wren is too close to his/her nest [about 100 ft]. Every time the wren starts to warble the flycatcher divebombs him. The little guy is persistent, though.

UPDATE:

Damn persistent! After about an hour the flycatcher gave up and flew back to his side of the house. The little guy is still there singing away.

UPDATE:



Finally got a picture. It's not as sharp as I would like -- I took it through a screen. He's in the process of taking flight to ward off the stupid flycatcher yet one more time.