And when for their abodes they seek
An opportune recess,
The hermit has no finer eye
For shadowy quietness.
These find, ‘mid ivied abbey-walls,
A canopy in some still nook;
Others are pent-housed by a brae
That overhangs a brook.
~ From Wordsworth’s, A Wren’s Nest
So here’s a sketch of a Carolina wren (Thryothorus ludovicianus) and some English ivy (Hedera helix). The wrens are common where I live, but the ivy isn’t [unless it's a houseplant, etc.].
I often hear these guys fussing one another in the backyard. They sound like this.
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