The Carolina wren's babies have hatched and she is busily feeding them. Maybe the male wren is too; I'm not sure I can tell the difference between them.
The wrens chose this gourd, hanging in the cherry tree by the deck, for their home.
A parent arrives and scopes out the area. Any movement, and the bird will fly off and scold from a distance.
And in they go...
and back out again, to find more grub, presumably.
These babies are very quiet. We literally never hear a peep out of them. I hope we will be around for the babies' maiden flight from the nest.
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