They visit every, single year
To build a mud-dobbed nest
If we can keep stray cats all clear
We will hope for the best
And watch this swallow family
Hatch, and grow, and fly away
Until next year
We’ll sit right here
Watching nature have her way
How lovely to be able to watch new life beginning…
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The beauty of nature is amazing! Thank you for popping in!😊
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Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
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Aww… Thank you very kindly! 😊
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Enjoyed this… it brought back memories of the barn swallows who showed up every spring in our barn. It was always so much fun to watch the little beaks poking out of the mud nest as the mom bird came to feed them — but you had to be careful not to be spotted by the mom bird or she would come after you, swooping low over your head.
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Oh… She comes after me… She does…
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Great poem! I always had a pair of phoebes nesting in the carport, after them was a pair of barn swallows. It is so great to watch!😃🌞
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I’ll post again after they hatch!
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Sounds great!
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I am a fan of birds, so the poem and the picture are a joy. ♥
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Thank you! I’m happy you enjoyed it!
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Hello Mr. Parish!
We are starting to make our next Christian feature-film!
And I was wondering if you would be interested in reblogging our last post about it to help us get the word out about it.
Have a blessed day!
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Sure! I’d love too!
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Thanks!
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Awesome!
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Thanks, pal!
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You’re welcome, Kevin!
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It’s lovely to capture such treasured thoughts and render into poetry. A lot of my poetry and songs come from such inspirations.
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Nature has a way with our muses… Thank you for stopping by!👍
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Yes, she can bring out the best in us. 🙂
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This reminds me of a birds’ nest built underneath our porch. We found it because, one day, we saw our dog sitting on the porch, sniffing, then just sitting and watching. The slats were just far enough apart that you could get just a couple inches away and watch the mama feed the babies.
Also, that dog was basically a saint.
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Fun times…
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I hope all five hatch 🙂
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They did, and they were flying around yesterday. It wasn’t so easy when they were attempting to get back into the nest, however…
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Oh cool! I bet that was a scene…lol
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Indeed it was… So little that they ran out of steam!
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Ah, poor little things 😦
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