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Carolyn Stearns Storyteller hosts some Barn Guests, The Barn Swallows
The Barn Swallows arrive each spring, they come with the warm breeze and the first bugs. Swallows are voracious bug eaters sweeping over the pastures for the unlucky flies and mosquitoes. For this reason they were a welcome guest the first year they arrived. We had lived here for a number of years without swallows, then one day they found the little horse barn with a steady supply of juicy meals flying about.
The day the babies take their first flight is amazing. Like our own children one minute they are tiny and the next minute they are gone! I could hear the parent Barn Swallows giving instructions as the babies took to soaring along the horse pasture. Don't get so close...Slow down it's your first flight...who taught you to fly like that...don't leave the neighborhood...be home before dark...remember your manners! Then they were off and away somewhere between green earth and blue sky. In the barn four more nests await the day of flight. We have several generations living with us now and five nests at the same time is a new record. It makes walking down the barn aisle a little like flying a kite on a runway at Chicago's O'Hare airport. There is a lot of traffic, "stall cleaner 1 to air traffic control are we cleared to take the wheelbarrow out the door?"
The Barn Swallows arrive each spring, they come with the warm breeze and the first bugs. Swallows are voracious bug eaters sweeping over the pastures for the unlucky flies and mosquitoes. For this reason they were a welcome guest the first year they arrived. We had lived here for a number of years without swallows, then one day they found the little horse barn with a steady supply of juicy meals flying about.
The day the babies take their first flight is amazing. Like our own children one minute they are tiny and the next minute they are gone! I could hear the parent Barn Swallows giving instructions as the babies took to soaring along the horse pasture. Don't get so close...Slow down it's your first flight...who taught you to fly like that...don't leave the neighborhood...be home before dark...remember your manners! Then they were off and away somewhere between green earth and blue sky. In the barn four more nests await the day of flight. We have several generations living with us now and five nests at the same time is a new record. It makes walking down the barn aisle a little like flying a kite on a runway at Chicago's O'Hare airport. There is a lot of traffic, "stall cleaner 1 to air traffic control are we cleared to take the wheelbarrow out the door?"
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