At Fair Meadows Sanctuary, one fact has been made abundantly clear: there is keen competition for nesting sites, both in artificial structures and in tree cavities.
It’s one of those cool, misty mornings in late July. I am awakened at 5:30 by a sweet song in the nearby prairie—the paired notes of an Indigo Bunting.
Typical of this small, fast-moving denizen of the treetops, our gnatcatcher led us to the spot where he and his mate were busy constructing their nest, a compact cup positioned on the top of a limb and resembling a tree knot.