Ugg. I don't know if I have a virus or it's just that my insides are having a killer party and I wasn't invited. This has been going on for days, and I somehow got through last weekend's busy schedule without passing out. Even feel like you have swallowed toxins? Bleh.
Speaking of swallows:
I managed to get over to RAPTOR to drop off a butt-load of perches I had left in my car. As I was pulling out of the driveway, I saw this bird:
Well, hello there, little Northern Rough-Winged Swallow. What are you up to?
Oooo....gathering sticks and mud?
A-ha. Building a nest under the covered bridge? Good choice.
And back out again.
I watched them do this over and over again. Birds are nothing if not industrious.
These holes are old drainage thingies, and I guess the birds know what they are doing. Let's hope Mill Creek doesn't flood again any time soon. The nest site is about 5 feet above the water.
Take a break, dude. You've earned it.