Years ago I was told not to paint any part of the birdhouses we built, the reason for not painting them was different I thought. I was told that by painting the inside of the house it could kill the birds, because of the fumes off of the paint. We weren't to paint the outside of the houses, because it made them to noticable for the preditor birds to see them while fling by. We never questioned this, as the man that told us this was one of the wisest men we ever knew, he was our grandfather. He got me started in serious woodworking when I was just nine years old, we built three cedar stripped cargo canoes that year. That was back in the sixties, the canoes are still around and are used ever year when the salmon run is on. I tried to purchase one just for sentimental reasons, but, the fellow who now owns them wants over five grand for one. Hey, I like my hertitage, but, five grand just for sentimental reasons, I think not! Besides what do I need one for, definitely not to help remember my grandad, I have lots of fond memories of hanging around with him. I get a big grin on my face when I think of him. Some of the things me and that old deaf man did were amazing, I truly loved every minute of being with him. He was the only grandfather I ever had, my grandfather on my moms side died many years before I was born.
Len