This morning, while Wee-J was busy creating sidewalk chalk drawings (or as she called it, “chalking”) and I was sitting on the stoop enjoying the sun, a flash of yellow in the sky caught my eye. That could be only one bird–a goldfinch. Indeed it was, two of them, building a cute little round nest high in the tree right in front of me.
Because the tree hasn’t leafed out yet, I had a good unobstructed view of their work. I was thrilled that this pair had chosen a tree I walk by twenty times a week and that I’d be able to follow their progress (as much as you can from the street) throughout the spring.
Alas, it didn’t last long. A few hours later, while Jade was napping, I looked out the window and noticed a fuzzy bit of brown fluff on the sidewalk in front of the house. Then, when we went outside to draw more chalk “designs,” a close look at the fluff revealed it to be a section of nest. Sure enough, looking up, the little nest in the branches overhead was a shadow of its former self with not a goldfinch in sight. I’m guessing this pair was either new to the job of nest building or just not very good at it.
The upside was that I was able to give J a close-up view of the nest that I’d pointed out to her earlier in the day. I popped the nest under the tree hoping the birds might return and rebuild, salvaging their first attempt bit by bit.