Location, Location, Location
A bird has built its nest above our mud room door. This area gets a LOT of traffic. We walk by every time we go to the car. We walk by every time we go to check on the fruit trees and work on the fencing we're putting up around our "orchard" (deer have decimated our pear trees!). We walk by every time we take laundry to or from the clothes line. In short, this is a high traffic area. The poor bird explodes from its nest several times a day and flies off in alarm when we go by. We're concerned that the eggs aren't being kept warm enough to hatch.On a couple of cool mornings, though, I've seen the bird barely peeking over the edge of the nest, so perhaps it knows what it's doing. I'm not sure what kind of bird it is, as it's either huddled or exploding and it's hard to get a good look. I think it's a house wren.
Today, I was dying of curiosity so I further antagonized the poor thing and climbed up in a ladder to take a very quick photo. Not good quality; I couldn't even see what I was photographing, really, because it's so high up. I'm happy to have gotten the eggs in the frame! Five eggs seems like a lot. I hope they hatch. I love the melodic song of a house wren.
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posted by Leslie @ 3:59 PM
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Serendipity baby! Great minds think alike today.
Picking bell peppers tomorrow.
My husband says they're flycatcher eggs - he says he's seen the mama and got an ID on her.
We think the nest has been abandoned - in fact, the reason I climbed up there yesterday was to see if the nest was empty (hoping the birds had fledged) but I found the eggs instead.
Still hoping, though.
Good luck to you and momma bird.
I've had wrens nest just above the back door often; one even spent the entire summer somehow getting inside occasionally and having to be rescued. I don't know how many young they raised, but the conditions are far from favorable.
love your blog!
Before we bought our house and still lived in an apartment, we could count on having a phoebe (a member of the flycatcher family) build her nest up under the little roof over the patio in front. She would lay about four eggs each year. I even got pictures of the babies last time. Every day she would dart back and forth in front of the building catching insects. We could always recognize her call, "Phoebee....phoeBEE!" I hope the eggs hatch at your house and the nest hasn't been abandoned.
Hi Leslie, cool blog.
What's a 'mud room'? Is it a general term, or a name you've given to one of your rooms?
Andy M (yes, the ex-OpenMail one :-) )
Andy! I'm thrilled to see you here. Please drop by from time to time and don't be a stranger. You should blog, too. It's fun and you have an interesting life.
A mud room is a room you come into so that you can take off your shoes and raincoat before you track filth through the house. The term "mud room" is not original with us, but not all houses have a mud room. Ours is kind of a laundry/coat/storage room. It's hideously ugly :)
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