Yesterday the punk jays spent less time on the #PunkBirdsnest that I saw , perhaps they were out finding sustenance, or just relaxing after the stress of repeated nest failings.
I wouldn’t blame them for trying elsewhere, but I did miss them.
This morning my partner (who wakes up much earlier than me) sent me a photo. They’re back with hopefully helpful scavenged materials. I’m glad they’re back and still trying.