In a tree near my back porch there hangs a birdhouse gourd. It’s one I grew, cleaned out and painted. The paint is fading but otherwise it’s still in good condition.
Walking up onto the porch one day I noticed it moving. It’s hard to see but there is a bird in there. I got excited because birds were setting up a nest in one of my birdhouse gourds and I got to see them.
I started snapping pictures.
And they abruptly left to find a more private home for their nest.
Guess I should have been a little more discreet.