A Junco of some sort or other has taken up residence in a hanging basket in the corner of the front porch, building a tidy nest out of dried grass. I think might be the slate-colored form of that bird — I didn’t realize there were so many types! If you peer closely just left of center, you’ll see a hole in the foliage; to the lower left of the hole is a darker area with a yellow speck — that’s her head and beak. She’s a bit of a nervous mother and doesn’t like people hanging out and leaning in within six feet for so, so just after I took that picture she fluttered up to the roofline and made tiny fierce “tick! tick!” noises to drive me off.
As it was time for our annual Clarion Party yesterday, I moved the tubs of iced drinks off the porch, barricaded a large space around the hanging basket, and posted signs asking people not to linger in the area. She’s still there today, so I hope to have pictures of chicks soon. That same basket was nested in two years ago, but the brood had flown off by the time we held our party. Nesting is later by a couple of weeks this year, probably because of the cool, wet, long spring we had.