It's Time to Build my Nest

In the branches of an old lilac bush that once belonged to my grandmother

hangs a little wrenhouse.  Every year some wren family builds a nest in it.

A couple of mornings ago I heard a very familiar song.

And there she was singing her heart out on some of the old bare branches.

However, there was much work to be done.

Just how can she get this big stick into that little hole?

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

She finally got it in

 



So now she can sit and sing for Joy!

My Little House Wren

My Little House Wren

returned this Spring.

Every year one comes back

to live in this little house in an old lilac bush.

The nest is built

and he or she is singing

loud and long throughout the day.

We had some friends visit recently,

and one woman said, "Where is that bird?

It sounds like it is in your kitchen."

Last year they were checking out this house

...a little more upscale.

But when the final decision was made,

it was the little old cottage that was the winner.

After the nest was made,

Momma checked to see if it felt just right.

While Dad sat outside,

waiting for the "big event."