This One's Taken
The day after...yes, the DAY AFTER, we put up the new bluebird box, I happened to be outside with Katniss. While she sprawled out in her bed in the now elevated (thanks to the Pres) large dog crate, I sat comfortably in my green wicker chair. Sipping on my hot cup of tea, I spotted a female Eastern bluebird and soon her mate was on the scene. They appeared to be shopping for a new home!
You can probably guess what the end results were. Her male counterpart didn't have a chance to say "no" as she began investigating all angles of their prospective new home. She sat on the roof and looked around, taking in all that would soon be in full bloom...the oak leaf hydrangeas, the mophead hydrangeas, the viburnum, the holly bush, the butterfly bushes, the lilac, the tall, slender cherry, the wild blueberry bush, the strawberry bush, and of course, the red raspberries right near by.
Taking turns, they sat on the north sign...first on the left, then on the right...examining the surroundings carefully. She went into the bird box and appeared cheerful when she came out, flying up to the roof of the pergola as he sat in the yet to bloom lilac.
He went in to examine the interior design and flew out pleased (it seemed). Although the male seemed ready to make the decision almost immediately, the female took her sweet time examine both the house and her surroundings from every angle.
When another prospective buyer came by to see the new home on the block, the female immediately flew up to the entrance as if to say..."Sorry, this one's taken."
Finding myself more intrigued by the pair of bluebirds than anything else going on around me, suddenly I realized that I'd better bring Katniss in and go start supper!
seeing, saying, sharing...
This One's Taken