Last fall, I set a garbage bag with pine needles under the eaves of the house, planning to mulch a nearby bed of seedlings. As these things go, I forgot about the bag until just a few days ago, when I discovered a bird’s nest with four tiny eggs inside.
Later, when I leaned down to the nest for a closer look, the mama bird flew out – very close to my eye I might add. I’m sure I scared her as much as she scared me. I’m pretty sure she’s a Carolina wren. They’re known for building their nests in odd places like baskets, mailboxes, or tin cans – whatever receptacle looks inviting.
I just hope the slippery plastic slope to the nest will be too formidable for snakes and chipmunks. (More on that later).