Purple martins – a kind of large swallow – arrive in Texas every spring, find a backyard birdhouse to adopt, lay a little clutch of eggs, and leave by late summer. They’re nomadic but predictable. They’re noisy but pretty. And they eat mosquitos and other buzzy stingy things. What’s not to love?
Condominiums
Crowded with young families
Hatching future plans
I love the way the swallow here follow the district’s big riding mowers when they mow the soccer field, vacuuming up the bugs the mowers disturb!
I’ve never noticed that — I’m going to look out for that now!
☺ I notice you’re not writing haiku about GRACKLES…
My friend Laurie’s car looks like it’s been …rained on in white streaks.
Yeah, they are harder to love. A lot harder.