Sing, baby, Sing

Cactus wren in budding fruitless mulberry
Campylorhynchus brunneicapillus, Morus alba Striblingii

Sitting at my computer this morning, my attention was diverted to somewhere outside by the undeniable call of a cactus wren. I grabbed my camera and in my stealthiest mode went searching. Turns out little did I need to be so secretive; this guy was high in the big mulberry out front and was serious about his need for a mate. His head would contort while he sounded his chucking call, then he'd look to his right, to his left, "any takers?" A few more looks around, and then again he'd sing out. I'm hopeful for him. Surely if he can attract the attention of a hard-working computer programmer, he can attract the attention of a like-minded female of his own species.