For years now, I have enjoyed bluebirds on my property. My husband installed bluebird houses, and in spite of the pessimism of a naturalist who said our area was not part of their breeding ground, the little darlings showed up, set up housekeeping, started raising babies, and have continued to do so for years now. Each spring and summer, the bluebirds have three clutches of new baby birds, with as many as five per clutch. Their soft distinctive twitter, their gorgeous blue plumage, and their natural curiosity about their human neighbors make them especially endearing. This male perched on a branch and posed for his portrait.
If you’re interested and have the time, you might like to read the story I’ve posted which relates my journey from its genesis with the bluebirds.