29 June 2011
It's no fun, having a pile of bird poop, feathers, and nest-detritus next to your front door. It's unsightly. But having two nesting birds there to meet you and your six-year-old as you walk out of the house each morning is truly priceless.
Today: eggshells on the doormat among the other jetsam. And two very fresh, new baby swallows in the nest.
Update 07 July 2011: Counting beaks we have determined there have been as many as four hatchlings in the nest. However, there have now likewise been two known fatalities at our front door. Both accidental, one presumes. In each case, falling from the nest would seem the most likely cause of death. It is a cruel world. Even baby birds cannot escape this fact.
Posted by RockyChrysler on Wednesday, June 29, 2011