Yep, I'm a common ole house wren. Small body, but BIG spirit! Cross me and I'll be just as mean as the old lady I may choose to live near. (She does provide a bubbler fountain and a bird bath so I guess I shouldn't complain.)

      She's got a real bird cafeteria set up close by, but I’m not interested in seeds or suet. I'll take my chances on insects and crawly things. I figure one good turn deserves another.

      Whew, have I been busy! I scouted around the neighborhood for several days and located a couple of likely nesting places and then the work began.

      My hoped-for missus hasn't arrived yet and let me know she'll be my mate for a while, but she'll be sure and want a good look-see at what I think she might like in the way of a residence. Knowing females, she'll want some idea of what the places will look like when they are at least partially furnished.

      One of the places that might satisfy her is the ornamental bird house that I found in this particular lady's yard. I was surprised when I went in the upper hole and found out that there was no floor there! Oh, well, more light and air I suppose. Hopefully, the lady who rents the bird house has it turned so the automatic sprinkler doesn’t make me think I’m living in a rain forest!

      I've got lots of twigs and small stuff from all the mulch in this one particular yard. It's a lot of work getting big twigs in small holes! I'll add a few more twigs, mulch, and dried grass to each of my works-in-progress and then I'll wait for my maybe- missus to make up her mind.

      If she likes the looks of me, she'll go to the slight trouble of adding a few things to the site she wants but then she'll sit back and let ME finish the nest building job! I have to make one especially cozy corner for her to sit in and keep the eggs warm. And she makes me share even that duty!

      I've been singing mightily as I've been working. My way of announcing that this is MY territory (and letting single gals know I'm ready and willing.)

      Some cheeky chickadee stuck his head in my doorway while I was working! You can believe that I got rid of him in a hurry. I may be small but I'm aggressive!

      I'll let you know if my lucky lady picks this fancy place to live. If she doesn't like it, I'm sure some pesky sparrow would enjoy a room with a view. Ta Ta.

      Oh, joy! I have a lady friend now so I'm back at work. I hope the bird house fire marshal doesn't come around because the lower front and back doors are blocked shut with little twigs! Now I'm ready for the soft place where the eggs will rest.

      Excuse me. Work to be done. I must fly!