No bird more deserves the protection of man than Bewick’s Wren. He does not need man’s encouragement, for he comes of his own accord and installs himself as a member of the community, wherever it suits his taste. He is found about the cowshed and barn along with the Pewee and Barn Swallow; he investigates the pig-sty; then explores the garden fence, and finally mounts to the roof and pours forth one of the sweetest songs that ever was heard.
Robert Ridgway, Ornithology of Illinois, 1889
The expert birders that we are, we knew there was a bid and a nest “somewhere” within ear-shot–and it only took us four hours to pinpoint the relentless chirping of the babies to a spot in our neighbor’s backyard… and it wasn’t just any spot either, as our neighbors seem to have a kind of installation for bird nests?
In a far recess behind that space between the second and third rung of the ladder…Mom and dad were kept hopping!
A Bewick’s Wren!! This was the first bird I ever asked for help in Id-ing… the first bird that really grabbed my attention in Pasadena, after the singing of the red-whiskered bulbul….. Last year, one sang and sang and I fell in love, so asked for help at the Pasadena Audubon on April 20, 2020…. “It’s a Bewick’s Wren,” they said!
A busy pair of parents–and we don’t want to miss a thing..
We also saw a beautiful Black Phoebe and some finches and magpies.
This is what he thinks..









