The return of Mr. House Wren

The song is unmistakable, the busy brown Mr. House Wren has returned. He's already nest hunting, dismantling , rebuilding and flitting from available house to house. He needs at least three choices for the Mrs. when she arrives. I think a sparrow had his eye on this old gourd, he was nervously hovering, but Wrens are tyrants and always win. Mr. has ignored the three new gourds, but we'll see.

I'm out of extras and need to go back and delete some, but here's my orange loving Catbird. They are certainly not flashy, but such sleek and handsome birds.

Here's a flashy one, Mr.Red-Bellied Woodpecker

This day came in cold and raw, another day more like early April. We're having the piazza, screens and flagpole painted, I hope the rain holds off until the weekend.

All hands amazed at the White House spin machine. It's mind blowing what comes out of Spicer's lips and 45's Twit-tering.