This summer I was dead heading the clematis vines when two wrens decided to go Kill Bill on my ass. I have enough problems with batshit mockingbirds so I really wasn't in the mood to rumble. That's right, I backed off. Not that I turned my back, I just respectfully retreated.

A few days ago I found this empty nest in the vines.
The birds had lined their nest with plastic.

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