This morning Tom and I decided on a tree to move a new birdhouse to. It had been hung too low last fall, and facing east getting full sun for too long and it had not been a ‘home of interest’ to the locals feeding here all winter.
|small bird condo|
The wren builds a nest next to the air conditioner in my studio window every year. Most times it is on the east side of the a/c and some years it is on the west side. I checked this morning and it is on the west side for a change. The window faces north so is always in the shade. I feel guilty using the a/c before the birds fledge figuring I will scar them for life with the noise, but I get hot and my machine gets crankier than I do when it gets too warm in here, so I do not hesitate to run it when the need arises. The way the weather has been acting this spring, it may never need to be run this year and a whole generation or two of wrens may grow up in the relative quiet of 61 bird heaven.
The birdhouse that got moved my sister bought last year from a gentleman in Peninsula. As I recall, she had to come home for her wallet and someone else wanted the double birdhouse but the seller knew Joanne was coming back so he declined to sell to the ‘sure sale’ standing in front of him. It is an interesting piece of folk art made from barn wood and slate. It has two levels and hangs from a chain. The tree we moved it to has a convenient stump of a branch which Tom hung it from. Hopefully it will get some attention now that it no longer faces east to get the full sun.
Since I had the camera out I walked around the yard taking pictures of the other houses we have. The brown one is being ignored. I saw a chickadee check it out a few weeks ago but no takers. Maybe where it hangs seems too trafficked since the bird feeders have hung here all winter under the oak.
|little brown house...too close to feeders?|
|pottery wren house,unused for a few years|
In the back yard I have a blue one that was not being used because it was full of twigs from previous years. I see upon taking a pair of tweezers to pull all the stuffing out that it must have been a popular abode. It was a stupid build, though. There is no way to open it to remove the leavings so after a couple of years there was no room for babies.
|poorly designed, but nice slate roof!|
I hung a turned wood birdhouse I bought at a craft show several years ago. I had kept it in the house because it is so lovely, but it was built to be used. The maker attached the top with two tiny nails that easily can be pulled so the insides can be cleaned each year.
Last spring Tom and Laura spent many hours when Laura got home from school making bird houses for me. Some were used as gifts and finally this year Tom hung one. Before the morning was over I saw a Chickadee checking it out. You can almost see him just above and to the right of the house.
|3 houses for small birds|
|3 blue bird houses|