Sing Loudly And Carry A Big Stick

House Wren: This could be the start of something big

Recently, Susan and I (or is that me?) were in Saratoga Springs visiting family. Our six-year-old granddaughter, Ruby, told us she put a wren house in place about two years ago and finally had some renters. Could I take a picture?

Does a chicken have lips?

Ruby and I spent about 30 minutes watching the antics of a male House Wren as he prepared a nest for his current mate. It was an educational event for me and the wren; I hope for Ruby, too. And since a picture is worth a zillion words, here's a novel in pictures, with occasional anthropomorphic comments.

Let's entitle  this epic: When the Goin' Gets Tough, the Tough Stick With It.

Hmmmm. Houston, we have a problem

Maybe, if I back off a bit and ...

When the only tool in the toolbox is a hammer, all problems look like nails

I know this is the stick that will make her mine. If I work my way to the end ...

Ah Ha!

 

How do you like that, kids?

Okay, back to work