Monday, May 10, 2010
Little happy birds...
The tree swallows migrate back very early in the spring. My husband calls them the "little happy birds." They are aerodynamic savants, swooping through the air to catch bugs and even snatch feathers for their nests from a whimsical breeze. Their voices are a high, clear twitter that never fails to make me smile. They nest in houses we have put up around our property.
This morning was chilly, and I noticed one bird sat perched on a post by the nest box for a very long time. So I did as I must and grabbed my camera and went outside. I took photos as I got closer and Closer and CLOSER. He let me within about 3 feet before he lifted his wings and swept off. I could have almost touched him. He, in turn, touched me.