Friday, June 22, 2012

Tin roof, rusted!

The birds are very busy this summer, zipping back and forth through the yard like intrepid bombardiers. It's delightful to see a family of wrens nesting in our little tin roofed bird house. From dawn till dusk mamma wren comes home with nibbles, and the baby birds do a whole lot of squawking to get their share of worms, or bugs, or whatever it is that wrens eat. If you know the song Love Shack by the B-52s, then I don't need to explain the title to this post.

photos, Diane Carnevale

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