I am so sad about a bird. I don’t know his name, but he has been diligently building a nest under the roof that hangs over our front door. It is a very muddy, messy undertaking.
A few days ago we had our house pressure washed in preparation for putting it on the market. The guy who washed that area told me he knocked down a nest and that there were no eggs in it. I didn’t even know it was there; I thought it was a mess that had been made by dirt-daubers.
The bird began rebuilding. My husband knocked it down again and sprayed a lubricant to try to discourage the bird. But, he was back again yesterday Again, hubby cleaned it off and put a foam roller piece there to discourage the bird, but he’s back again today building on top of the foam . . I am sad about having to get rid of the home he is building. If circumstances were different I would leave it there.
I don’t think it is a sparrow, it looks like a bigger bird. I had to read up on sparrows. Turns out they are quite social. The article I read said there is a lot of communal chirping before and after the birds settle in the roost in the evening. Sounds just like my grandchildren!!
I’m going to put this Bible verse here just because I can:
“I lie awake and am like a sparrow on the housetop.” – Psalm 102:7
I wonder if the Psalmist was talking to his wife, or if he had thoughts in his head and was talking to himself. I imagine many of us are lying awake talking to ourselves at night these days.