Nesting

And on this day, I was cruising in the garden just ahead of the rains.  Gray skies were overhead.  An occasional sprinkle was to be felt.  Although I first thought the sound to be trains 3 miles away, the Thunderbeings were making note.

I looked up with my camera into the corner of the arbor.  The fall clematis that Sarah Saltmarsh gave me is as happy as could be.  While I stood there, I thought: "This would be a perfect spot for a bird to nest."  My eyes kept traveling up.  Look what I found.