this morning i agitated the barnswallows by walking past the general vicinity of a nest. a hundred angry little fast swoopy birds yelling at you all at once remains quite an experience.


i'm home for a few days to help with some projects. we're building a new barn. thinking about how the ancestors of these swallows lived in previous barns, at least a few timbers of which are probably being recycled into the new barn...

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