Terry is out baling…6:30 in the morning and just enough dew (YEA) to set the baler up and give it a good go before the heat starts rising.
We are thinking we will be able to get another cutting this year, but if the water shrinks anymore that will be the last cutting.
At least we will get two cuttings and we are darn grateful for those.
Anyhow, what I’m really writing about is the Barn Swallows.
I don’t have a photo of the birds themselves, because they are very careful to fly off the second I appear.
See this little pair of Barn Swallows decided to build a nest on the house, upstairs, next to the north side window. They must be a young pair as they MADE A MESS!!!
I had mud all over the screen, bird droppings on the screen and the window…huge mess. I got so mad at them (they only had the two bottom rows done on their nest) that I yelled out the window for them to go someplace else…the other side of the house, THE BARN, the tractor shed, BUT NOT ON THE WINDOW!!
Then I scraped off their little nest and told them to LEAVE!
Later on that morning, I was visiting the Northview Dairy blog, whereby Threecollie was talking about a nesting Robin on her house.
By this time I was feeling really bad I had knocked down the little mud house and yelled at the cute little pair of birds, there she was telling us about her darling Robin family, that was nesting on HER house.
(Which reminds me…I encourage you to visit Northview Diary….Threecollie and her family live in up-state New York. I’m always amazed at the differences in weather from here to there. They get way too much rain and we don’t get enough. But her blog is a delight– full of fun, excellent writing, and a true peak into dairy farming —- I encourage you to visit.)
So I went back upstairs, poked my head out the window and hollered to all the birds flying around, sitting on the Blue Spruce trees and on the electric lines that I was sorry.
I then asked the little Barn Swallows to come back, just don’t build where the screen and the windows get dirty. Build where we can ENJOY them and their little famil(ies).
Two days came and went, nothing.
Three and four days came and went-no nest.
I finally gave up and decided that they really did go to the barn or one of the other buildings.
As I was washing that particular window I happened to look UP and there it was
A perfect little home, NOT on the frame of the window, or above the frame of the window, but where we could watch several little families of Barn Swallows grow up this summer.
It seems that Barn Swallows raise about three families before they leave for the winter. So this should be fun for Terry and I and the grandchildren.
Well, time is quickly getting away from me.
Have a nice Monday!