A starling has made a nest in the knife shop. The area she chose isn’t a low-traffic area. She picked a shelf by the main door behind a tool box. The babies are gone now, fled the nest, flew the coop on to a better more safer place is the hope. There were five to them.

I pulled the chest out this morning to remove the nest as I know that empty bird nests are attractive to the barn cats. I was amazed to find besides feathers, dog hair, & horse hair she also used plastic and a leather and metal post that Mike uses to dry his knives on.

I wish the babies the best of luck in their new life and hope that next year momma decides to go for a more private area of our land to raise her babies.