Moma and papa Bush Tit were building under our eavesin the open again, although a blue jaytore apart their nest after their chicks hatched last year,so, to thwart the jays, I wrapped around ita short roll of chicken wire closed upon itself,which scared the parents away for a week or so,although of course they could fly right through the mesh,but they returned and finished the nest,a hanging bag like a man’s sock without much of an anklemade of moss and spider webs and weeds.We hoped we’d see the fledglings, and were glad to see papabringing a green caterpillar, followed by wriggling and chirping.Now the nest is quiet; still in one piece;we don’t see the parents; we didn’t see any fledglings, either,and I wonder whether I should cut the thing opento see if the chicks are still in there.
