This is our front door. It has an attractive umbrella and a couple of beguiling 2x4s adorning it.
We had a pair of flycatchers who, after extensive research and shopping, decided that our front door was THE prime piece of real estate they'd been looking for. Never mind that the molding offers about half an inch of "ledge" upon which to build their home. Never mind the huge dogs that bound playfully about on the front porch making all kinds of racket. Never mind the amount of foot traffic that would be going on beneath their young progeny (including lots of vibration from door openings and closings). THIS was the place. They HAD to have it.
This is the porch immediately in front of my front door. See all the nesting efforts we destroyed, trying to discourage the flycatchers? They didn't get the message, even after two days. So, we propped the umbrella up with a couple of 2x4s we had lying about. They fussed at us from the wood pile for an entire day. I think they've gone to re-examine the real estate market now. I hope they find a location that suits.