Sweet story, Harriet. Patty
-------- Original message --------From: Harriet Jansma <000007a2e0d8d68f-dmarc-request...> Date: 6/6/25 4:08 AM (GMT-05:00) To: <ARBIRD-L...> Subject: renesting
Our 98-year-old neighbor at Butterfield Trail Village retirement community feeds mealworms to the carnivores, and she always has a nest of Carolina wrens in the spring. During the winter, the wrens liked to visit our porch, near hers, to explore the large pots
and garden baskets that we stored under the table.
We didn't expect to lure them for nesting, but that is what has happened. This week they suddenly decided that our porch was the perfect cool shady place for a late nest, and they chose my spouse's bike helmet as the place. It hangs in the back, and they squeeze
in between it and the wall. In between trips, they sit on our porch ledge and sing at top volume. The daily bike rides will be limited to the trails until the helmet is again available for road trips.
In the back pasture here, near the large fenced garden, residents nurture bluebirds. A great number of birds raise their fledglings there, and residents photograph the eggs and the hatchlings and share the news to all. Among the many bird lovers here, they
are a special subculture.
