Tea-kettle, Tea-kettle, Tea-kettle…I hear the resident Carolina Wren throughout the Spring, Summer and Fall, however, until this year, I had never heard a peep in Winter. When I tidied the yard for the colder months, I neglected to bring in the unused wren house that Uncle Mellie made before he passed on. Now, I find I have a highly visible yard bird. Since pairs remain together on permanent territories, I wonder if he/she/they is/are snuggled into the house on the cold winter nights? I wish the bears were down for the winter, so I could put out suet to help fuel that tiny body. Heck, as long as I’m wishing, I wish that all my squirrels would go live deep in the woods far from my bird seed too.