We all love birds. They sing in the summer.
They bathe in puddles when it is fall.
And shiver in the winter.
They can be a pest some times, like if you have a dog and dog food. They will help themselves to the dog food as if they were invited, which they never were.
But as I sat down one day to do school, I saw a little bird who went into my brothers bird house.
She kept looking out of it to see if someone was coming.
Then she left and the next day she was back. Then she left and the next day she was back again.
I kept thinking that she was afraid that someone would harm her, but she seems more confident.
If you ask me, I would say she has babies. She wants them to be warm and away from other birds.
I decided that I would repaint my bird house that I got many many years ago, and put it in a tree so that another bird could have a home.
I have repainted it purple and bluish green.
I hope that once it gets out there that another bird will make its way to its new home.
And that that bird would find my bird house as nice as the last nest it had.