It was a glorious mid-weekend at the cabin. The temperatures dropped so it was 45* in the morning which meant I was able to wear my newly knit cap most mornings. Unfortunately it also meant that the fish weren’t hungry but it was still nice to get out in the fresh air and enjoy the scenery.The cool temps also meant that it was comfortable out in the garden.So I decided a little trimming was a good thing to do — the side yard has been a little overgrown lately. While I worked I was able to listen to this guy who was busy feeding his brood.
Now I love listening to house wrens. They are a charming little bird who sings so beautifully and I usually have one or two nests in the yard. Their nests aren’t much to look at – they fill the bird houses with a messy jumble of twigs and then some feathers or grasses on top to soften a little depression in the middle where the female lays her eggs. These wrens are not very big — only a little over 4″ in length and weighs about the same as two quarters or 0.4 oz. This particular wren wasn’t so happy with me — some of his songs were interupted with a scolding retort aimed in my direction. The pair of wrens were not happy that I insisted on invading there garden home. Reading up on them I discovered they are not innocent sweet birds I thought they were. Despite their small size these wrens will evict larger birds when they decide they want the nesting spot. They will push eggs and even hatchings out of the nest to get the spot. And will attack larger birds and harass them and even kill them. And they sing such a sweet bubbly song all the while.
Their nests aren’t much to look at – they fill the bird houses with a messy jumble of twigs and then some feathers or grasses on top to soften a little depression in the middle. The twigs in this box completely fill it and cover the hole. While reading I found out that the house wren will include some spider egg sacs in the jumble of twigs and whatnot and the spiders will hatch and eat the mites and parasites that come along with the messy house.
And they also were not easy to take pictures of. When they spotted me they would fly into a pine tree and natter grumbly songs asking to be left alone. But I was determined to get a shot or two before going back to trimming and general cleanup.