Last week we began to notice debris under a planter on our front porch. Inspection of the planter revealed a hole being dug, presumably scratched out by one of our neighborhood birds. There are many places in our garden for the birds to build nests, and my wife and I preferred that not be done on the front porch. We refilled the hole and put down small stones on the surface. The next day I heard some rattling noise coming from the direction of the planter, peeked at it from our den window, and observed a Carolina wren doggedly removing the stones one by one and tossing them onto the porch. This time we put down some salvaged screen and covered it with pottery shards. We thought we had won the battle.

But you will note the blue pitcher under the planter.  My late mother-in-law loved to serve her sweet tea in that pitcher, and we have used it not only for iced tea, but as a vase, and a simple decoration.

Looking in the vase, my wife discovered that it appeared to be filled with some sort of debris. On closer examination it seems that our persistent little Carolina wren had found another suitable spot to build her nest.

We are going to have TRIPLETS!