It began, as these things often do, during an early morning wander with the puppy in the back yard.
What was that flash of blue I caught out of the corner of my eye?
Why look at that, a bluebird, shining in the early morning light, claiming ownership of an old bluebird house out near the road.
I hurried back to the house, got the camera and long lens, and tiptoed out onto the deck.
I got to watch for awhile as she worked hard to get new nesting material into the old box.
The story unfolds in pictures.