The Carolina Wrens were back this year to make their nest in the window box outside the kitchen window. As a surprise another couple, maybe one of last year’s babies, selected a very strange place to build a new nest.
This nest was built in the window underneath the air conditioning unit in our master bedroom. It has been very productive! This season the nest produced two clutches. Over the past few weeks, I had become very accustomed to hearing chirps and commotion every day around 4:30 am. This was the time the sun was rising and feeding time commenced. The routine became like an alarm clock to me; one that made me feel happy to know that the babies were thriving.
This morning around 4:30 am the nest sounded a bit frantic. The peeping was louder and I could hear the song of the Carolina Wren in the distance. It lasted no longer than a minute and then things settled down. I went back to sleep. When I woke I glanced out into the yard from an upstairs window. I noticed something fuzzy on the back of the rattan chair below. I went downstairs to get a closer look. I had not a clue what it was.
As I slowly peeked at the chair from around the wall in the kitchen, I instantly realized what that fluffy shape was. It was the baby birds. All nuzzled together, they were fuzzy little bits of poofy new life. I watched intently not wanting to miss a second of this fleeting moment. Then, with the call of the parents, one-by-one they were off to start their new adventures in this new great big world.
Photo Credit: Tilly’s Nest
5 thoughts on “Nesting Carolina Wrens”
What a treat to see!
Several years ago a wren nested in a hanging plant we had on our porch. We had the opportunity to see them fledge, too. A treasured moment!
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What a sweet discovery! The early bird really does get the worm! ;0D
How exciting. I love watching the nest go from preparation, to receiving eggs, to hatching babies, to finally the babies being ready to fly off on their own. It's a beautiful thing to be able to witness!
Wolfe City, Texas
Aw, they are so precious! Or, as my husband would say, "Baby floofy-poofs."
It kind of tugs at my heart when I read stories like this! New life all over again – precious! Thanks for hosting! I hope you have a great week!