Evidently, it raised the curbside appeal in the eyes of a couple of Carolina wrens, who spent all day yesterday moving in, to our great surprise and amusement. I thought for sure they’d change their minds the first few times the screen door opened and closed, but they don’t seem to mind their landlords much at all. They hang back with their building supplies in their beaks, and wait for us to go back indoors. When the kids got home from school, they were delighted to learn we had carolina wrens in the mailbox. “I guess we have pet birds now!” said the Littlest Who. I guess so.
And a new mailbox. For now.
I looked up our “pets” in the Bird Songs Bible we bought for my snowbird mom to have here when she visits us in Arkansas, because she loves the variety of songbirds around our house in the springtime. The Carolina wren will nest in any cavity they can find–mailboxes are a favorite, apparently. And they have the sweetest song. You can hear it on the Carolina wren National Geographic page.
I never paid much attention to birds before we moved to our little house in the valley. Now I can recognize some of them by name and by call. I haven’t gone so far as to get binoculars, but I can sort of see the appeal of bird watching. At least from my front porch. Which are your favorite birds to see or hear in your neighborhood? Have you ever had a family move in?