Nesting Season Part Two
As I wrote last fall, that is typically “nesting” season for us humans, but of course, spring is nesting season for most of the wildlife that surrounds us, including birds.
Last spring, we cleaned out some boxes from the metal storage building and left them on the front covered porch.
A little wren decided to make a nest there and by the time I discovered it, there were little eggs already in the nest and we didn’t want to disturb her.
Although I love having my morning coffee on the front porch in the warm weather months, for about two months we used the back door as much as we could. We kept a distanced eye on her and her eggs. By May, we heard the little peeps chirping for food. By the first of June, her little babies were all gone and I reclaimed my front porch.
We thought we had solved the problem by hanging a birdhouse on one of the posts, just in case the mother bird returned this spring.
A couple of weekends ago, I also asked Dale to clean off the front porch, as this is where we stack the stove wood for easy picking during the winter. I was hoping to remove all other possible places for her to nest.
But it was too late, our little mamma had come back, nesting in the corner of this table where he does some of his cast iron cooking.
Instead of being in a box over on the ice cream table she is right in the middle of the porch facing the front door.
Dale thought it would be a good idea on Friday to place some branches on the table so she might feel more masked.
Unfortunately, she didn’t like that at all. When she returned to the nest, she squawked loudly and wouldn’t come back to her nest until I removed the branches a couple of hours later.
Yesterday, The Arkansas Democrat-Gazette had a very interesting article about what to do with baby birds should you find one outside of its’ nest. Good info all of us this time of year.
When I took this photo of the birdhouse we hung, I found out why mamma bird didn’t nest there, I saw wasps flying in and out. Those critters are everywhere and unfortunately, claimed the wren house before she could.
Where’s the strangest place you’ve encountered a bird’s nest around your house?