Last spring's (2010) bluebirds move in.
We've got new neighbors here on the mountain. They're the busy, efficient, early-riser types, always building, tidying, flying. The happy Eastern Bluebird couple began looking at real estate early March. They visited our bluebird box often but weren't quite ready to commit. He'd perch on the roof while she did another walk through. He'd try out the various vantage spots for cheering on the next generation when it was time for the training wheels to come off: the nearest white oak, the corner of our roof, a fence post. She'd poke around the box, stick her head out to check out the view and the neighbors, then back in she'd go to rummage around the closets some more.
What seems like only a few weeks ago, John said, "they're moving in!" and sure enough, construction materials were being delivered, constant and urgent. Before we knew it, the nest was finished and eggs appeared! Babies hatched about 6 days ago, we think, and in another few weeks, they'll be off to college.
They grow up so fast.