What is it about birdhouses?
Why do we love them so and gravitate towards collecting them?
They look great grouped together on posts, ladders,
and even buried in oceans of lush greenery.
Needing actual trees for birdhouses is a notion from the past. They can be anywhere.
All it took here is having a white post, hugged by a beautiful clematis. This is my next door neighbor’s birdhouse sanctuary in their front yard and it is heavenly!
Birds are so hip, they even have the perfect tone of aqua for their eggs. 🙂
As many of you that follow FJI know, things aren’t generally done normally around these parts. And even bird homes fall into that category. We had a nest that was in quite an unusual spot. And it allowed the best viewing opportunity EVER.
Have you figured out where this nest is residing yet?
I had been power washing the patio and the outside of the BBQ, when I noticed some straw sticking out from under the lid. Puzzled, I opened it and found…
… this. Needless to say, we hadn’t done much BBQing this year yet.
Nope. Not even close.
It was a rare occasion we peeked inside, for we didn’t wish to disturb our new tenants. When the eggs finally hatched, every time we would walk onto the patio, we were greeted with loads of young chatter. 🙂
But here’s the kicker. When it was flight day and they finally vacated the premises for good, my son ran out to the BBQ and announced, “THEY’RE GONE! WE CAN BBQ! Let’s get STEAK!”
“Cool! Just close it for now and we’ll clean it out tomorrow.”
Yeah well, a week or so passed when we came back to this little project and were finally ready to clean the BBQ out.
Know what else came back?
You guessed it. They’re back. We appear to run a new bird rental suite business.
With the pay being, I don’t have to BBQ!
Mr. Steak Eatin’ Guy is none too pleased though.
When are birds done with this sort of thing anyway? Just wondering…
Where’s the oddest place you’ve ever found a nest?