Every spring we have finches that will nest on the front porch. They always insist on building a nest in the middle of one of the ferns smashing and pulling until the middle of the plant is dead. Never mind that there is a clean, covered and safe from predators birdhouse hanging two feet away. Well, we have had a warm few days here in NC and they are starting early, by pulling apart my front door wreath and stuffing it into that birdhouse.
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