Sunday, June 1, 2014
Thoughts on birdhouses....
A few days after this picture was taken, I was watering in some newly transplanted flowers in the raised bed and something just looked 'off' to me. While I was trying to figure out what it was, I noticed the bare post. During my investigation I found the remains of the birdhouse in the catmint bed, the interior was scattered all over the lawn, the house was in pieces and the babies were gone. We never saw the parents again.
We have been lax landlords. We delight in the entertainment the birds bring to our yard. We watch with interest their courting, territorial battles, nest building, baby feeding and we delight in seeing a fledgling or two once in a while. And for all that, all they ask is a secure place to raise their next generation. This box was old, nailed to the post with a single nail and no baffle provided. A baffle keeps predators from climbing the pole and getting into the box.