09/06/2026
You call it a brush pile. We call it the only available housing left.
Before you haul those trimmed branches to the curb, hear us out—all of us: the rabbit who needs a bolt-hole from the hawk, the wren who’ll sleep here every winter night, the toad, the garter snake, the chipmunk, the box turtle, and the 10,000 insects that feed everyone in spring.
STACK IT IN A CORNER
Big logs down. Twigs up. Leave a few openings for shelter.
In 5 minutes, you’ve built the busiest structure on the street