One day last week, a Carolina wren was singing at the top of his lungs, and I went to investigate. I've read that the male prepares several nesting sites and lets the female choose the one she wants, which seems to be a wise move on his part.
On that particular day, I'm pretty sure he was making his best pitch for the nest he had started in a creel on our front porch. He must have been pointing out what excellent shelter they would have there, and also the nifty little doorway the fish basket provided.
The porch was quiet for a few days after that, while Mrs. Wren was weighing her options, but it seems her mate's persuasion worked, because Saturday, they started building the nest right where he wanted it.
For 2 days so far, they have made repeated trips early in the morning with materials to make their upcoming family comfortable. They came with grass, and straw, and leaves...
...and even a little of Barley's hair.
If this works out, these 2 will be our closest neighbors.
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