I have been wanting to blog for awhile now. I have been struggling with my depression lately and today I feel pretty good, so I better do this now. This summer, as in the past several summers we have had what I think are Barn Swallows making a couple of nests on our north porch at the top of our posts. The only summer they did not come back was in 2013. We had a bad drought in 2012 and I thought the poor little babies would die. And maybe they did since they didn’t come back. I don’t know if the babies and the parents come back each year, or just the babies. I am not familiar with the migrations. Apparently someone comes back. And they build in the same spots. They were late in making their nests this year. Maybe because we had such a hard winter and then some thankfully good rains in the spring. But it was good to see them making their nests again. They aren’t too concerned while you sit out on the porch and watch them building the nests, or when the eggs are first laid. But when the eggs hatch you kind of have to be careful when you step out on the porch. Momma, Papa and I think some aunts and uncles will dive bomb you and swoop and call out. They will come pretty close. Close enough that you wonder if they are going to keep coming. They will come at your head and swerve at the last second. I would usually just stand still and whistle at them or talk to them.
One day I was standing at the west end of the porch looking down the road, and one did actually brush my arm. It didn’t hurt, it just startled me. I didn’t even know they were about. Maybe it was a game to say hello or something. I can’t remember if the eggs were hatched then or not. I don’t think they were. I like to think that they were so used to us by then that they wanted to say hello. 😀
I got some pictures of the nests and babies by standing on a stool or step ladder at different times. Mom and Dad really didn’t like that. They did get very close to me then. I was a little nervous, but I did get the pictures. Some aren’t as good as I would have liked, but you can kind of see the little ones.
Unfortunately I did find one lying on the porch. It was very small and didn’t have feathers started yet. I don’t know if it was pushed out of the nest by bigger babies, or by Mom because it had died. One nest had four babies and the other had three. As far as I know they all made it, other than the one.
These are the nests built on June 14.
These were taken on July 7. The first one is a baby resting it’s head on the edge of the nest.
July 12, feeding time!
July 21, we are getting big enough to try our wings. Some of us anyway. The picture on the right is in the northeast corner of the porch. The babies are a little smaller than the other nest.
I can’t remember when they all finally left the nest, but I am pretty sure it was by the end of July. We went from having four flying around to about 10-12. There were two other nests out in our horse shed. I don’t know how many babies were out there. They are still around some. I still see several flying about now and then. I don’t know when they actually leave the area. We have had a fairly nice summer this year. Lots of hot days, but none too long in a row as past summers. Today it is supposed to get up around 100. Yesterday it was 101. Too hot for me, and I am a native Kansan. The older I get the more I hate the heat. And the bitter cold. But at least the humidity was down a little bit yesterday. So I haven’t seen the swallows too much the last couple days.
Until next time:
Stay safe and God Bless!