Home from Lake Junaluska/ Nestwatch Day 30

Have the housewrens gotten used to me, or are they unaware of me? The latter seems unlikely, but when I stood near the nest this morning, after six days away, to listen for nestling squall, Mama and Papa Small carried on with their work---in and out of their rhombus shaped house with morsels in their beaks. Constant activity now. They appear not to mind my presence. Still, I hear no tiny voices from inside the box.

Checking earlier entries I see that I first heard the brown-headed nuthatches only four days before first fledge. I fear I will miss the houswrens fledging while at the fish camp next week. dkm