I love the little house wrens. Some people say they don't want them near their houses because they are so loud. They are loud, but I don't care. I'm always happy when one shows up. I say "one," because the male arrives first and builds a nest. Then he begins to sing and twitter his fool head off trying to attract a female and convince her that he's built a nice nest.
I've been hearing one off and on all week. Today, he and his fiance gave me quite a show. The only issue is that I had to take the pictures through a dirty window and a screen, so they may look a bit hazy.
Mr. Wren is on the right, and he was chasing Miss W around and around the corner post of the deck. I need to tell you that I'm not absolutely sure this was a courtship "thing," but I don't know what else it would be.
Miss Wren was being coy. She spent a lot of time hunkering down on the far side of the post and fluffing her feathers. The position she most often took was the one shown below, which I found very odd. I was lucky enough to get one picture of it.
She would flatten herself out against the railing, and lay that one wing over the edge. This was actually the behavior that first attracted me. I thought maybe she was hurt, but later she proved that she was fine.
Every so often she would spread her wings and tail. See how her tail is forced downward? Wren tails are naturally pert and have an upward tilt, so she's doing that on purpose.
They gave me several minutes of entertainment, and then with a great deal of twittering they flew off together. Some other years, there has been a nest under the deck, but I haven't heard enough noise nearby to indicate that this year, I don't think. I'll have to try to find their nest of choice. That is, if Miss W. approves and agrees to become Mrs. W.