Last spring I noticed a wren feverishly pulling apart my coconut based hanging basket to make his own little nest in the bush around the corner from my home office near Bergheim, TX. It was fascinating to watch this little guy work. I looked forward to seeing him each morning and finally decided to take a look at his progress. Much to my surprise...the nest was complete...in tact...and ready to go...yet, no bird. Hmmm...wonder what happened?
The following day, I noticed Mr. Wren AGAIN tearing apart my coconut based hanging basket but flying a different direction. I thought..."Okay...I am going to find out what's going on here." I crept around the corner and watched him as he flew under our covered patio and up onto the ledge. There sat yet another nest...almost complete. I also saw some lint from our dryer that he must have retrieved from our dryer vent and a few pieces of string.
I called over to my husband who was working in the garden and pointed out the two nests that the wren had made.
I asked, "I wonder why he made two nests. Maybe he has two wives or he's a swinger wren."
Larry said, "No...he just has the one wife."
"How in the world do you know that???"
"Because a male wren will make up to five nests for his 'wife' and let her choose which one she wants to lay her eggs in."
"Reeeeeeeeeeeeeally. Wow...if only men were wrens".
Just think of how many more houses we could sell in a year. Something to think about...
Btw...the picture you see here is of the wren outside my office window. If I were a wren...I'd marry him.
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