We have a few sitting areas in the garden but don’t get much time to sit. Last year we didn’t sit once on our swinging seat under the dead oak, so this year I thought we must have some sitting down time! A good sweep, little hedges clipped and we were in business with a couple of lovely cold drinks of elderflower cordial.
Can you see what we failed to notice, up near the cross beam, a nest.
We decided that it is a wren’s nest from the shape and the way it has been made. We know that a wren was building a nest (it is the male that builds 3 or 4 nests) in the Hydrangea petiolaris which is by the kitchen window. We watched him flying in and out while we were doing the dishes and so avoided that area for quite some time. The male then shows the female all his nests and she then chooses which one takes her fancy. Unknown to her, he shows another female the other nests and so on!!
I don’t think this one came up to expectations, no sign of droppings underneath, in spite of being lovingly draped with some ivy and the entrance being garlanded with beautiful soft green moss! Just as well it wasn’t occupied because we were swinging for quite some time before I noticed it and the nest swings as well, poor chicks would have been sea sick!
We will leave the nest in position, who knows, something else might take a fancy to it, in the meantime we have a tiny little house for sale!