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Swallow

mud daubing swallow nesting on ceiling fan blade.... electrical switch baby swallows hatch hatchlings' downy feathers soft.... kitchen window soiled
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May 22, 2020 at 6:40 PM
Ooohoo Poor little birdies. Good write with good imagery. God Bless and stay well,\ JB
Kendrick Avatar
May 27, 2020 at 11:40 AM
Judy, The babies flew away in a day or two from writing this one. I went out and cleaned it all up so that it would be nice for the summer. I hope they are not the kind to raise to nest of babies a year. Next time I will turn the ceiling fan on so they will find somewhere else to nest. Sara
Horne Avatar
May 21, 2020 at 2:11 PM
ha ha, having a chuckle at this one again - they'll soon move on now, I guess
Kendrick Avatar
May 22, 2020 at 8:53 AM
Jack, The dad is pulling the soft part of the nest out making it uncomfortable. The birds are getting to that stage where they will fly away. I hope the cat that lives here doesn't decide they are easy prey. I would hate for that to happen. Thanks for dropping by. Sara
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May 17, 2020 at 6:04 AM
Beautiful but pesky...love your take on the swallows. Been a while since I checked in but glad I did. Hope you are well and safe. SuZ
Kendrick Avatar
May 20, 2020 at 7:55 AM
Suzanne, I appreciate you dropping by after being away for awhile. This fact makes me feel great. The baby birds are over filling the nest now and the mess they are making is not very pleasant but once they fly away I will get out there and wash everything and next year I will try to keep the ceiling fan on so that they will build elsewhere but I do enjoy seeing the parents feeding them. The parents are making a mess on the chairs outside also where they sit and watch while the other parent comes in with food then they fly away to get more food. It is back and forth all day long.
Horne Avatar
May 13, 2020 at 2:15 PM
love picturing this - had a chuckle at the last line
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May 12, 2020 at 8:39 PM
sara, awestruck by your end lines...a nature lady at her best!,,,huggs
Kendrick Avatar
May 20, 2020 at 12:31 PM
Nette, Thanks for dropping by and taking time to comment. I appreciate your visit. The babies are growing so fast that it seems right before my eyes they are ready to fly away. Sara
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May 12, 2020 at 11:40 AM
Wonderful poem Sandra! I do so love the swallows. In my father's last house, for years they nested in his garage, he left the door open for them and pipit up with them soiling his car. This reminded me very much of that. Have a lovely day! xomo
Kendrick Avatar
May 12, 2020 at 4:55 PM
Pigeon, It would be very bad for them to have regular accidents on a vehicle. They build in the shop where my husband parked his truck, yes, you guessed it. He hated them being there. Thanks for dropping by. Sara
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May 12, 2020 at 10:36 AM
Nice little poem to honour this bird. Problem if they settle inside the house! It is their time now in England with house martins and swifts.
Kendrick Avatar
May 12, 2020 at 10:48 AM
Krish, Well, there are some sparrows or house finches that might build a nest in the attic if they could get in but we have not had that problem but the House Finches(look very similar to the Purple Finch)love the braces on the porch post. I think the Martins and the barn swallows are beautiful. They are so lovely in flight. Thanks for the visits to my page. Sara
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May 12, 2020 at 10:36 AM
Lovely images. I love haikus... beautiful. God bless you, dear friend... Love, Gina
Kendrick Avatar
May 12, 2020 at 10:43 AM
Regina, Thanks for the visit to my page. I appreciate the time spent here. Seems like I remember a Regina from way back if you are the same Regina welcome back. Sara
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