And so it begins again...

Just as I sit down to type and glance out the window, I see a little wren poke his head out of a conspicuous hole, gather a thatch of pine needles and disappear inside again. The pair of wrens who built a nest in our BBQ last spring are now constructing one inside the wooden frame of our Bengals cornhole game. And again, I get to watch as it is happening right outside my window. I love that little wren couple!