Late last fall I stuck this birdhouse on the end of this fence post to get it out of the way of some pruning;
thinking I would move it to a safer spot before nesting season came.
Of course winter came and went, spring arrived and things got busy and I was just about to move it last week when look who's head popped out of the hole!
The box sits only 6 feet above the ground and about 4 feet away from the door to the greenhouse.
I am constantly walking within touching distance but he doesn't seem to mind...
He's busy keeping his lady chickadee fed while she tends to the buisness of sitting on eggs...
He flits about and makes his sweet little 'chick-a-dee-dee-dee' sounds before flying into the box...
First the rose bush, then the fence edge, then the old bicycle handle..
I can't wait to see the chicks when they start to poke their little heads out the hole, calling for some breakfast.
My job? Keep the cat AWAY!