My first attempt at a construction project.
Happened when I was about six years old, I got the idea to build a home for the little wren birds that kept coming back from migration to our home in Kentucky each year .
I took a liking to these little birds, and wanted to help them out.
The wrens had been building their nest on our front porch for awhile.
Pondering the thought of my project .
One morning while mother was cooking breakfast for us, the idea came to me, why not use the empty oat-meal box she discarded from oat-meal making for a bird house .
I set to work figuring out how I might do that, seemed all I needed to do was cut a hole in the side of the box, for the wrens to squeeze through, and they'd have themselves a tidy little home.
Wasn't sure if that idea would be satisfactory with the Wrens or not.
I fastened the oat meal box to one of the post on our porch, put the lid back on and waited for the wrens to respond.
To my surprise they liked it rather well, and moved in right away.
These tireless little birds, are in constant search for insects, which can be a real asset to a gardener.
I was pleased I found a way to put mother's discarded oat meal box to use that morning as I watched the Wrens using it that year.
I still love watching these little birds, when I get a chance, they remind me so much of the time I built that first bird house for them and how happy I was watching them use it.
Sad to say: from what I see today, these little wrens are becoming extinct, I hardly ever see them anymore.
My brother Darrell says he still has some that come to his home every year, I hope they find away to survive.