Well, sort of, anyway.
For the past week two cute little birds have been scoping out our balcony, attempting to build a nest on various locals they thought were safe. In one misguided effort, they tried to set up shop on the top of our wind chime. That worked for about six hours until the wind shifted again, and all their efforts were literally carried away by the breeze.
Our female House Finch surveys the wreckage of an ill-fated decision to build a nest on top of our wind chime. It turns out smooth wooden surfaces don't make for solid infrastructure. But Andy and I seem to have found them a perfect spot. By some stroke of outstanding timing, we made the fatal mistake of leaving our hanging houseplant outside overnight, last weekend. True, it was 75 degrees during the day, but it definitely cooled more than the plant would have like, effectively killing it.
We tried for the better part of the week to nurse said plant back to health, but failed miserably. Today, it breathed its last.
Which made the poor, newly-deceased plant the perfect condo for the next generation of Colorado House Finches! (That's what my attempts to research the birds has led me to conclude they are. If you no better, however, please feel free to share ) We decided to hang our plant up outside for the little family-to-be once we saw he-Finch return this morning on a house-hunting trip. He immediately checked it out, chirped once, and flew off to get his mate.
Our male House Finch, and apparent tenant, checks out the hanging plant we are offering as a summer home and nest box. Sorry about the poor quality of the photo, I was shooting through the window so as not to scare him away. Love that ruby-red coloring!Oh, and if anyone has any name suggestions for our new houseguess, please feel free to share.
