A couple years ago we acquired a little log cabin birdhouse my father-in-law built and we hung it in our lilac tree. The hole is too small for sparrows, and we were hoping to attract other breeds. No nests in it for a couple of years, and we had just about given up hope of it ever hosting a bird family.
Last year we saw a wren checking it out and bringing in a few twigs, which we learned was the male's version of house-hunting. The female, however, must have had her eye on a different location, and the house remained empty.
This year we again saw the male, and to our delight the female decided to have her second brood in our little house. They moved in mid-July and we've been watching their progress, listening to the proud papa's song & waiting for the day the babies emerged on a daily basis since.
We knew the time was close but this morning my husband saw food still being brought to the house, so we thought "OK, another day." Well, sometime between 7:30 am and 3 pm, the babies flew the coop and we missed it! LOL Looking forward to next year!