I’m not sure when they left, but they did
Despite a shaky start we did have a brood of swallow chicks that successfully fledged, despite Darcey the cats ‘catch to kill’ policy.
These two images are taken in the barn, I could never capture all 3 chick looking the same way at once! (which may have been a wise move given the antics of the aforementioned Darcey)
I’m hoping they at least all flew off in the same direction.
I’ve got one the chicks tiny egg shells on my desk, its colour is the palest of blues, flecked with cocoa brown, it’s finer than paper. How amazing to think, the chick from that shell will (with a fair wind and a good dose of luck) now be feeding over the plains of Africa.
It is a week since I last posted; probably the longest gap between posts in my 3 years of blogging *sigh*. Whilst I’ve been away I’ve decorated Joe’s room and Mr Uhdd has given my laptop a new and bigger brain. Which is most welcome.
And now for something completely different