For as long as I can remember, there has been a purple martin house mounted on the fence in front of our Dallas store. Several pair returns each year to nest. I absolutely love their songs as they fly into and around the house. This year I was in a state of panic. We had remodeled the front of the store and had forgotten about the purple martin house. A few weeks ago the martins returned to find no house there – I was crushed. Almost daily, they flew over the store, to no avail.
On Friday morning, the new purple martin house was raised. Within one hour, six martins were back singing and settling in to their new abode. All is right with the world. In the meantime, a pair of robins have started a nest under a prime spot above the perennials. And Friday morning, I watched a hummingbird at my house sit and drink out of our little water feature. Spring has sprung!