Every summer the Violet-green Swallows nest here in the western U.S., and I am treated to many weeks of their close presence as they vie for a nest box, then build a nest and produce a family.
They arrive every February from their winter grounds of Mexico and Central America, signalling summer is around the corner. Usually they come for a few days, then we have a cold snap and they leave, then it warms up; and this pattern continues until one day we start to see them gathering nesting materials. As I live in a forest full of pine trees, pine needles are the building material of choice. I find it comical to watch both genders figure out ways to enter the one inch nest box hole with a four inch missile.
I love watching swallows fly more than any bird on this planet. Their…
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