This morning we saw the wren I’ve heard singing his little heart out every morning for the past couple weeks find the beautiful house Dennis built. He sat on top of it, sang some more, went inside to check it out, and sang some more. We may have a wren family again in the new house, if he can summon a mate to set up housekeeping with him. Also, the columbine a friend gave us out her garden last year are beginning full-throated bloom.