My sharped eyed brother, Mark, spied a Wren sitting outside the little clay pots we have above our carport. I got them years ago in Williamsburg and they have occasionally had nests in them, but not recently. Until now....
I thought our wrens were gone, but I had heard one scolding Bumby in the morning and just assumed it was an adult hanging around still.
Could it be Rita? Again? Or one of her offspring? Already?
A mystery, but a beautiful one.