This little goober was the home for a tree frog all summer. I wish I had taken a picture of him (or her) sitting looking out the mouth of the birdhouse. One day while I was walking down the fence line I could swear I heard a baby bird crying out for help, so I spent a good hour going threw the grapevines below the birdhouse looking for the "baby bird" Then I looked up and it was a little tree frog peeping away from inside the mouth. I was relieved, the cats out "helping" me look for the baby bird were not as excited as I was.
This cute little wren house was totally surrounded by grapes this summer. As you can see the leaves are all off and you can still see the vines growing up and around the bird house. I can't wait till spring comes again and the grapes come back to life. I will upload some pictures of our grapes that I took last summer, they really make the birdhouses look even better. These look so cold and sad.