When I was a child and growing up on a small farm in south-central Ohio, there would be many of these little creatures hanging around. I remember my father having a seed spreader with a small bag attached. One late Spring day I went to the barn where the bag was hanging and discovered that a Wren had built a nest in the bag. As a child I watch the eggs hatch, the little ones get larger from the insects their mother brought each day, and then watched them fly off 3 weeks later. How many of our children see and love the ways of nature today?
When I was a child and growing up on a small farm in south-central Ohio, there would be many of these little creatures hanging around. I remember my father having a seed spreader with a small bag attached. One late Spring day I went to the barn where the bag was hanging and discovered that a Wren had built a nest in the bag. As a child I watch the eggs hatch, the little ones get larger from the insects their mother brought each day, and then watched them fly off 3 weeks later. How many of our children see and love the ways of nature today?