There’s a nuthatch that seems interested in this birdhouse, that’s right next to the house, in the current pig yard.
By “interested”, I mean he/she seems super excited about it, although nuthatches always seem excited, much like chickadees.I don’t know if they’ve committed, but I’ve seen one in and out over several days, and I’ve even seen TWO nuthatches together at it, which is a good sign.
This is an example of a species profiting from tameness. They are comfortable being near me, and by nesting near me they get some measure of protection from the beasts that are not at all as comfortable getting so close to people. Because it’s a nuthatch, they don’t make a traditional approach. They creep all over the house like an ant. I hope they stay and nest here.
I allowed myself to have a part of a day where I just did something that I just wanted to do, instead of needed to be done (like solar re-wiring, or boundary maintenance). And it was even more glorious than imagined. I made three flower boxes, and seven birdhouses, although I didn’t get to any decorative ones, just the robust functional ones the birds actually use.
They’re headed for the garden fence posts, etc. Probably too late for this year’s nesters, but who knows. Spring birdhouse maintenance is going to become a day project.
I saw a tree swallow! The first I’ve seen here! Exciting. She was swooping over the hens, eating on the wing. Spent the day. I hope she’s nesting! Possibly in a snag, in an old woodpecker hole maybe. Perhaps in one of the first run of birdhouses that’s still up, all over.
I want to let my art out, and I’m looking forward to having some of the basic life support systems finished and dialed enough to do some purely decorative things. There’s a paucity of room for artistic expression around here, when there’s an old shed to take apart, an invasive species that needs constant battling, and irrigating the greenhouse means carrying water when it rains. Priorities, you know. But a good day of fun stuff is surprisingly “filling”.For instance, the windows are past due for some attention (caulking, painting), while I’m accessorizing them with flower boxes. One of these days, we’ll paint, and finish the siding.
HW found one of the half dozen birdhouses I put up last spring on the ground. Its mounting stick had broken off.
Surprise! It had been occupied! The hole was customized too. I was pleasantly surprised and gratified – I saw NO sign of any of the birdhouses I put up being used, ever, but clearly, I was wrong. Cool!
We have lots of snags and I know of dozens of holes in trees, many known to have hosted bird families, around here, so I thought my birdhouses weren’t terribly necessary, with all the options at hand (or wing).
Now I´m going to have to make the round of birdhouses and check them all, see if they need cleaning. I kind of mounted them in trees at random.
Of course, I see some fibers in there that are familiar. There´s some polyester stuffing (cozy!) out of one of the dog´s blankets – a duvet that he opened up, and some of my string line that a mouse chewed.
The nest and the inside are pretty worse for wear, wet and gunky. Perhaps the house was lying on the ground for some time. The wood is soggy, but still smells like cedar, and I think will dry out fine for a respectable re-use.
There was a vacated chrysalis of unusual size attached to the roof of the house (inside). What the heck came out of that?