Our Own Surprise AirBNB

Right now, I have two huge pots full of philodendron vines and stalks. The bigger one is in my living room, up on a coffee table I’ve never been able to get rid of because it’s just as hardy as the philodendron that sits on the tabletop–and just as functional. I have that plant by the west window in my living room, so it can get the evening light that comes after the sun sinks lower than the side porch roof. And on that side porch, right under that same window, I have an outdoor plant stand that I decided this spring needed the other heavy philodendron in my life. After all, a house really can have too many philodendrons under one roof, especially two as full and leafy as mine (and I’ve given away cutting to so many of my friends they almost run away if they see me carrying anything green).

Honey's grinWhen I put the plant atop the stand on the side porch, I chiefly did so to keep the incredible wagging tail of the incredible yellow Lab who lives here from knocking the plant stand from one end of the porch to the other (the lovely dog means well, but she’s huge, and has no idea what her tail is doing at any time of the day–unless, of course, she’s chasing it).

So, imagine my surprise about a month ago when I started to water the philodendron in the late-July heat, and found a mess of brown twigs and straw balanced on the edge of the large terracotta pot. I couldn’t believe it could possibly be the start of a bird’s nest, but could find no other explanation. I watered the plant, left the woody mess to see what happened next, and went back into the house. Within a few days the nest was taking shape, but since it was balanced half on dirt and half on–well, nothing but air–this little avian B&B didn’t last long.

Still, the bird persevered, and began building a new nest. This time the attempt was a little farther into the philodendron, and more of the nest was grounded by potting soil–but after three days its fate was the same as the first nest, and it splintered into pieces after it fell to the porch cement.

Third time is the charm, however, and the bird struck B&B gold–very little AirBnB this time–when it built the third nest almost completely on philodendron leaves, runners, and potting soil. Just the back edge of the nest overhung the pot lip. I carefully watered around the nest to keep the plant from dying, and the bird came and went each day with building materials, finally topping the nest with a roof. A small hole was the only opening to see inside.

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After a few days, I saw this–

See the two tiny little eggs showing under the shade of the philodendron leaf. They are sooooo tiny, and they looked a lot like white Cadbury mini-eggs (yes, my mind is never very far away from chocolate).

 

For each of the next two days, another egg appeared when I took my morning gander. The temps were warm enough (it was early-August, after all) that the mama apparently didn’t feel she had to sit on her nest.

In the past week, however, things have been quite different. Mama bird started spending nearly the whole day in her roofed nest. Anytime anyone would walk by, she took off in a flash to try to divert attention away from her eggs. One afternoon, when hubby thought she was gone and he wanted to see if any of the eggs hatched, she surprised him by being on guard, and nearly flew into his head to drive away his attention.

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The next day, I watered the Lab and when I went back through the side door, I saw this–

Yes, pretty much just the open beak is visible for the baby bird, the rest of him blends in beautifully with the colors of the nest. Since I took this shot, I’ve seen two more baby birds–and each had their beaks wide open in anticipation of anyone dropping a worm in their mouths (I didn’t comply). I don’t know if the bird in the fourth egg is in hiding, or had grabbed a lion-bird’s share of the food the last time one of the parents came by, but so far the head count remains at three visible and accounted for. However, the fourth egg is not in the middle of the nest anymore, where it sat with the others, so I’m thinking it’s just a scaredy-bird myself.

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And here is the best picture I’ve managed to get of the mama. She’s a sweet little wren, and she flies in and out all day looking for ways to feed these bottomless baby stomachs. Poor thing. I can only get a shot of her through the double-pane glass and screen, and I had to use a tripod and zoom because she flies away anytime she sees me at the window. The daddy wren is a good bit bigger, but I’ve never had the camera handy when he came by to wrangle the young’uns to the dinner table.

The window I shot this picture through is in the living room, near the television, and right on the way for the main entrance we use for the kitchen. Not exactly my idea of a quiet AirBnB spot for tranquil living, but even after the philodendron pot rejected the nest twice the birds triumphed in the end. So this apparently is the best spot they could find to raise their young. I guess this means the philodendron will have to return to the side porch every spring, just like the bird migrations. I’ll have to remember to put it on my calendar to make sure the birds have a place to construct their annual AirBnB again.  🙂

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About ritterames

Ritter Ames is the USA Today Bestselling author of the Bodies of Art Mysteries and the Organized Mysteries series. When she’s not writing or brainstorming new mysteries, Ritter is usually trying to get her favorite blond Labrador retriever to stay out of the pond, or keep her grouchy black cat from trying to give the dog away on Freecycle. The first two books in her Bodies of Art series were released in early-2016 by Henery Press, and the third was released October 11, 2016. She's currently working on the first book in a new series.
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4 Responses to Our Own Surprise AirBNB

  1. galehr says:

    Wow! You’ve had a busy week! Or Mom and Dad have. :>) You’ll have to keep us posted. Have fun watching!

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  2. Helga Thompson says:

    This is such a joy to watch, isn’t it Ritter? I have a pic of my wrens nest and eggs I told you about and am going to send it to you. Looks almost the same as your pic you first posted! Loved reading this blog so much. Made this a sweet and happy day for me!

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