Ah, it is Spring, and, as they say, a young man's fancy turns to love. Well, a bird in this case.
Last Spring, I had a Northern Mockingbird pair in my yard. They built a nest in a tall bush about twenty-five feet from my front door and fifteen feet from the feeders. For a couple of weeks or more it was interesting to watch their courtship and nest building.
In a few weeks they were a bit more secretive and then a few weeks after that, three little fledglings appeared. They would often sit in a group and beg whenever one of the parents got close. All in all, as before, fun events to watch.