For Christmas in 1988, Cole made for me a nest-box to Susan's specifications, and the chickadees have accepted it, half-filled with sawdust, most years since. This year we had no sawdust, so Cole made a half-boxful of wood flakes and put the box up as usual in the pear tree. Some days later, we looked from the back porch at a great clutter of bits (wood flakes) all over the back lawn, for 15 feet out from the pear tree and box. The chickadees had been busy "excavating". Bravo.
Now, 3 weeks later, there is little obvious activity. But once in awhile, when working in the garden, we hear faint "fee-bee"s and look up to see a quick stop at the nest-hole (with food) or a bird emerging. Then all is quiet again and we wonder "are they really there?" It appears so.
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