We'd heard this sort of ticking near the front door, and ignored it. Finally, I had to SEE. Looking carefully, the beginning works of a bird's nest could be seen in the very top. So much for natural branchy wreaths. It's very much like my ARCH by the road, which looks to have a ready-made nest in its peak. But not here. We humans MUST come and go. And so did the twiggy circle. SADLY..for now. but Wreaths do say Welcome. SILLY me!