I walked by the tree with the weaver nests as I went to my office this morning, and I noticed that a couple nests had fallen last night. I’m posting a picture of one. Isn’t it remarkable? When it’s hanging in the tree, the opening points down so birds fly up into their nests. The compartment for the eggs and fledglings is next to the entryway, but the entry and the nest are all woven together as one structure. Of course, the nest has to be fastened securely to the branch from which it hangs. It is an amazing structure, and it’s astonishing that the birds instinctively know how to make it.
I’m told that it’s the male bird that creates the nest in hopes of attracting a good mate. When the female inspects the nest, she decides if it’s a suitable nest. If so, she makes it her home, but if she doesn’t like it, she destroys it. I don’t know if this is a true story or not, but if it is, maybe that’s why I found two nests on the ground!