All of the dark green grass to the left in these photos used to be under water; as did the muddy areas where the round bream beds used to be. And the poor pier's "legs" are barely standing in the edge of the water. We shall just keep the faith and keep praying for rains; sometimes we get the edges of hurricanes passing by the Carolinas' coasts this time of year, and they bring heavy downpours and flooding of creeks. I guess that's what we need this year. (There's nothing like being picky with my prayers! Asking for the heavy rains, but no actual hurricane damage!) We have been known to get it ALL, at one time or another.
How many babies in this wren nest?! I can't tell, but at least three, and the parents are stuffing the BIGGEST insects into these little mouths I ever saw! This is the nest the wren built inside DH's work shed; today he had the air compressor going and the electric drill and doing some hammering.
None of his activities seem to bother the little mama wren.........she just keeps on truckin'...........um, stuffin' I mean.