Every year a phoebe nests somewhere around the cabin. One year it was in the outhouse, once behind a little shed and a couple times on top of one of the window frames. Seeing how we didn’t like any of these nesting spots, Jim built some little shelves on another shed and the phoebe moved right in. There have been years where they built one nest right on top of an old one.I kept trying to get a picture of Mother Phoebe sitting on the nest, but every time I came near, she flew off. The other day I decided to try again. Holy Cow! The eggs hatched and the little ones were fully fledged They flew out of the nest right after I took this picture. There were birds flying and chirping all over the place. It was quite a ruckus!
Phoebe’s aren’t the prettiest bird in the woods and they can almost drive ya crazy with the fee-bee song they sing over and over and over. But they eat bugs…lots of bugs and as Martha Stewart would say, that’s a good thing!