I Love Wrens
June 10, 2013
I love wrens. In fact, I have a top ten list of why I love wrens:
- Wrens give validity to my garden. A pair of wrens nesting in my garden tells me my garden has been approved by nature.
- Wrens eat insects. (Need I say more?)
- Wrens raucous singing entertains me and reminds me that the forest would be a quiet place if the only birds that sang were those that sang the best.
- Wrens give me energy. How can I sit and do nothing when my busy little friend is in constant motion.
- Wrens, with their drab coloring, reinforce my love for the color brown.
- Wrens allow me to pretend that I am a wildlife photographer. Once the young hatch, they are constantly hungry. Their parents show up at the wren house on a regular schedule and only scold me when I sit near enough for a close-up.
- Wrens give my grandchildren a reason to sit on my lap and look at nature with a look of awe.
- Wrens bring to life the old adage, "that good things come in small packages."
- Wrens have quirky little instincts that make me laugh. The male wren arrives in the spring several weeks before the female. He checks out the nesting sites and starts several rough little nests. The female wren then arrives, and he gives her a tour of all the sites he started. She then decides where they will make their home and raise their young. Sound familiar guys?
- Wrens give me a reason to get off the couch and go outside. They are always there waiting for me when the ballgame is not going my way.