Atomospheric Conditions

I am not going to whine about the heat any more. I just feel so sorry for the wren that lives just outside my window. She and her consort are trying to nest the second time in this box. The poor little dear hangs her head outside the box trying to get some relief. This reminds me of a story my Mother used to tell me about when she was nearing the end of her term of pregnancy while carrying me. This being before AC was the norm, she would sit with her head out the window of the house trying to catch some relief. She would watch for when my Dad would come home with a chocolate malt to soothe and cool her.

The Mr Wren is vigilant. He makes sure she knows when a cat creeps by. He chases away the song sparrow, house sparrow or any other bird that dares to pause to rest near their house. He also scolds her for leaving the nest. When she quickly returns he rewards her with a big fat moth. True love.

All of these photos were taken through the window of my studio. What is happening outside your window today?