Two years ago when we were driving to Kansas, we stopped to get gas. It was the middle of no where in Iowa, and right across the street was a horse drawn carriage with an Amish family. They were selling all kinds of wonderful handmade stuff. We bought this great little bird house and couldn't wait to see all of the birds that would flock to it.
I guess three's a charm. This is the third spring that it's been hanging, and our first family-to-be has taken up residence. I don't know why I'm so fascinated by this, but I've found myself stalking this mama and daddy bird with my camera. They are so small I can't wait to see what the babies look like!