This bird's nest was just discovered to be the cause of some recent aggravation and consternation:
Over the past week or so my front yard, below this tree, had become littered with mysterious clumps of debris that looked to me like lint from a clothes dryer. I thought that one of the neighbors had a faulty vent and all their lint was blowing onto my lawn. Enough finally gathered that I took a walk around and picked it all up to put in the trash. As I got up close to the gunky stuff, I saw that it had tiny bits of brush and other natural elements in it. Suddenly it dawned on me that it could be from the bird's nest in the tree above. (I knew a nest was there because earlier in the season I had found evidence of the new arrival it sheltered.) When I looked up I could see that the nest was coming apart, as shown in the photo. My irritation turned to admiration when I realized that these birds had constructed the equivalent of a million-dollar mansion -- quite an impressive structure! I clearly still have a lot of debris-gathering ahead of me as the nest continues to deteriorate, but I'll just let the singing of the birds in the yard entertain me as I work. And I'll wonder -- could this song, or that one, or that one be coming from the young bird that entered the world among the limbs of this tree?