By my front door I have a collection of fake birds from my grandmother. She always had them on a special tree at Christmas.
Evidently the Carolina Wren likes some company as she makes her nest, so she decides to do it by my front door. She comes every year...same time, same place.
This year she has 5 eggs in her nest. Every time someone opens the front door...she flies out of her nest scaring the wits out of the humans.
I am trying to keep up...IKEA supplies me with owl puppets for friends with babies.
Do not tell my organic, kale loving daughter. But, she is influencing me one thing at a time. We even get 1% milk now and jellies without high fructose corn syrup. Better late than ever.