Meanwhile, on the other side of our house...

I've been totally focused on the wood ducks for the past couple of weeks to the exclusion of the other little feathered residents of our Lake Mary space.

Mrs Wren on her Roof

 This morning I captured some action at the little birdhouse in the cranberry bush.

Some years we have chickadees nesting there and some years there are wrens, instead.  This is a wren year and they're busy, busy, busy.

I'm not certain if the wren is feeding babies or if she's still building her nest because I haven't watched from the beginning of the process.  This morning, it looked as though both the female and the male were going in and out of the house but I could be wrong about that.

Here is a snapshot of her entering the house...

...and this picture of her peeking out to see if the coast is clear, probably:

Watching the wrens was a nice break from my obsession with the wood ducks.   Jack thinks I've gone bonkers, I think.

I've risen at the crack of dawn and have situated myself in the porch overlooking the lake with my camera on its tripod perfectly focused on the wood duck nesting box.

I have a photograph of the wood duck hen's little backside as she entered the nesting box and today I got one of her in mid-flight nearly at the "door".  But they're not very good so I think I'll just keep trying.

In any case, after she settled herself back on her eggs, this morning, I knew I wouldn't see any more action until later today.

We also have a fine little community of  hummingbirds, Baltimore orioles and goldfinches, as well as robins, nuthatches, chickadees and, of course, the wrens.

It's a beautiful sunny day and there's bound to be another photo op or two.  I hope.