We have a barn swallow nest on one of the porches. We’ve been watching as the parents tried repeatedly to make a nest but it wouldn’t stick, then after a couple of weeks it finally worked. We’ve made some hilariously cute hand-drawn signs to remind the children to be quiet and let mama bird rest, but of course they only work 40% of the time. The remaining 60%, they are shouting, bouncing balls or – like last Friday – getting it with a water squirter. Dang it!!
Today we (really, ‘I’) noticed different activity: sitting on the edge of the nest and poking inside. Hatching!! I found half an eggshell on the ground and we all marveled at how tiny it was. I kept telling the children that I wish I had a camera up there, but that would scare the parents.
So, I waited until everyone went home.
Oh, yeah. I made those bird parents MAD. I got a photo and about two seconds of video when they came back and SCREECHED AND FLEW all around. I booked it right inside and worried that they wouldn’t come back, so I went out and got the ladder, too. A while later and they were back. Hopefully their little bird brains will forget the monster that was too close to their babies.
Well, ‘baby’ so far.
Brad says
Whew! You were brave! I think angry birds are kind of scary. They dive at you and screech. Yikes!
I looked at the picture of the baby birds for a long time before I could figure out what position they were in.
Lauren says
You are way ahead of me. It’s just one bird and I literally can’t make heads or tails of it.
Also, how did I miss the opportunity for ‘Angry Birds’ as a title??