Spring has officially sprung – the barn swallows found their way back into the garage. I suspect it’s the same pair that we had last year. They abandoned the nest last July and did quite a bit of squawking when they realized that the nest had been removed. Not sure what they are actually doing since I can’t find a new nest, but they are very definitely not moving out. Very stubborn birds. Too well adapted to people.
This was last year’s nest not very long before they abandoned it:
Barn swallows are actually pretty interesting nest builders. They build alongside a beam, or other supporting structure, rather than on top of anything, by first building support tubes, which they attach the nest to. They also apparently take turns sitting on the eggs. In this case, the eggs did hatch, but I’m not at all sure what happened to the young birds – there was no sign of them after the nest had been abandoned.
I’d like them not be there, to be honest, but if they have nested, we can’t disrupt it (morally or legally), so we now have to make sure that the garage is open during the day. And cope with the birds when we get ready to go out in the morning.
“The Swallow is come!
The Swallow is come!
O fair are the seasons, and light
Are the days that she brings,
With her dusky wings,
And her bosom snowy white.”
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Hyperion