In the quiet of the morning, a male wren flits about on the deck, his tiny wings flutter as he searches for the perfect spot to build a nest. His eyes alight on an old grill, sitting forgotten and unused, its rusted metal starkly contrasts the vibrant green of the plants sitting in pots.
With a flurry of activity, he sets to work, gathering twigs and then bits of straw to weave into a cozy nest. He darts back and forth, carrying tiny pieces of the puzzle, until, at last, his labor of love takes shape in the heart of the grill.
But is it enough to convince his lady? Has he chosen well? So he perches on the hood of the old grill, trilling his songs of enticement. She accepts his invitation to investigate the accommodations giving her approval in trills and chirps as she starts rearranging the nest cavity to her satisfaction.
The male wren stands guard; his head cocked to one side, as the female settles in to lay her eggs. They share the task of incubating them, trading places each day as they patiently wait for their young to hatch.
As the days pass, the wren couple becomes a blur of activity, feeding their hatchlings and keeping them warm and safe. Their tiny chirps fill the air, a sweet melody of new life, as they grow stronger with each passing day.
And when at last, the fledglings take flight, the wren couple watches proudly as their offspring soar into the sky. Their work done, their legacy assured, as they turn their attention once more to the world around them.
For us onlookers, the old grill on the deck was more than just a place where wrens built a nest, it was a symbol of the resilience of life, telling us that even in the most unexpected of places, new beginnings can take root and flourish.
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Old Grill, New Life
Giving dreams flight before sleep; beautiful.
Love this story!!