She was named by a camp staff member out at Loud Thunder - quite cleverly too, I think.
She lives out at the Eco-Con shed, in a birdhouse. She put up with weeks of Boys Scouts and Cub Scouts and church campers working and playing in close proximity to her home. Perhaps this is why, as Jason tells me, that she was not afraid of people. Reportedly, the only time she would fly away was if you actually looked directly into her birdhouse.
Awren is darling!
ReplyDeleteSarah, you are a poet! She is a pretty cute bird, isn't she? I like wrens a lot - their perky ways and pretty songs.
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