I love house wrens. Every year we have a nest on the front porch, either in a fern or in the wren house. This year there are five baby wrens. I counted the other day but you can only see four beaks in this photo. I love to watch the busy parents feeding this brood. I can’t imagine how many bugs, grubs and worms they bring but it’s constant this time of year. I was watching through the window earlier today while working at my computer. Although I’m sure the birds saw me, my presence didn’t seem to affect them at all. They have a very bright chirrup, chirrup, especially if they’re alarmed as when the dog decides to nap on the porch, too. We’ve even found them nesting in the pocket of a shirt my husband had hanging in the shed. (Apologies for the bird poop, but that’s country life!)
UPDATE: The babies fledged the day after I took this photo. I saw a wren already looking at one of my hanging flowerpots which is another favorite nesting site. Might get another family this summer.