One morning a couple of weeks ago as I was sitting in my chair with my laptop, I kept hearing this strange sound at the den door. I looked up it was a couple of blue birds flying into the door. When hubby came through, I asked him if something was after the bluebirds. He checked and said no.
This has become a habit with the birds every morning. What are they fascinated with? The answer their own image. The den door leads on to the deck. Beside the door on the outside is a full length mirror. I don't remember why hubby put it there but he did. The bluebirds have a time playing there every morning.