We have a storm door. On that storm door there is a wreath. On that wreath there is a nest. In that nest are some teeny little eggs. And on that nest, there is usually a little mommy house finch.
She flies away if we open the front door, so we're not opening the front door anymore (just a week or so to hatch, then a couple more to fledge - we can do it).
Good luck with that! I'm trying to think of other possible scenarios where you might want to open your front door. It's only a week or so. You could even order pizza to celebrate the births, er, hatching. :)
Posted by: Nadine | May 03, 2009 at 08:40 PM
How funny! I wonder if you will be able to hear them chirping for food when they hatch. :)
Posted by: Holly Jo | May 04, 2009 at 08:49 AM
Wow! I would love the chance to observe a nest close up and personal like that. My four-year-old would be so geeked if we had a tiny nest to watch.
Posted by: KimK | May 04, 2009 at 11:04 AM
Wow....how wonderful for all of you. Little miracles.
Posted by: sue | May 04, 2009 at 05:46 PM
Sniff Sniff. We had the same thing but had a storm come through and knock the wreath off of our door. There were 5 eggs and we only saw two cracked so I'm hoping Momma got the others away somehow? I honestly don't know if a critter got to her either. Keep us posted!! I hope they hatch soon! :)
Posted by: Dawn | May 04, 2009 at 11:23 PM
That's pretty wonderful. Your house must be a magically welcoming place.
Posted by: stefaneener | May 05, 2009 at 05:07 PM
We had the same thing happen one year! It took us a sander and a new coat of paint to get rid of the bird poop, though. Just warning you now!
Posted by: Jody | May 09, 2009 at 03:01 PM