We had been cutting brush, and then doing this, this morning, when
I kept hearing a bird throwing a bit of a fit.
so I watched her, and finally saw her go into this
And come back out with an empty beak.
Here she is, it is a Tufted Titmouse, and I never would
have had a clue where they might nest.
Here is what the rest of the tree looks like, I don't know what caused this
gash on the east side of it.
And a bit lower, and more.
And then here is the next nest I found..
When I found them, I had no clue who the mother was,
I just heard a baby crying, and followed the sound.
But shortly she showed up, and let me knnow that
she was quite proud of herself, and
was going to take care of her babies.
So, I hope to be able to hang onto this little
white one. Mother is about the color of the one next to the white.