We have two nests of baby birds—a robin has at least two fledglings in our front yard, and a wren has a couple in her house in our backyard.
We can see the robin’s nest from the landing on our stairway, but they were hiding when I took the camera outside tonight.

As for the wrens, we’d never know they were there if it weren’t for the cacophony that rises upon their mom’s arrival. I didn’t want to get too close to the house, but here’s a shot from a few feet back.

The birdhouse in on the side of our house—right between our kitchen window and patio door, which may very well be the noisiest spot in the neighborhood. I saw a wren checking out this new house that Ava made, probably thinking the locale might be a tad more spacious and quiet.

Maybe they’ll move in next spring.