We have a saying that 'fish and visitors smell after three days'. NOT these visitors. I am sure you will be glad to welcome them in Spring. Each and every year.
Como cada vez hay menos insectos, parece que han cambiado sus métodos de caza. Maravillosas aves que nunca acabarían en mi plato. / As there are fewer and fewer insects, they seem to have changed their hunting methods. Wonderful birds that would never end up on my dinner plate.
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We have a saying that 'fish and visitors smell after three days'. NOT these visitors. I am sure you will be glad to welcome them in Spring. Each and every year.
ReplyDeleteThe day they return is always a day of joy.
DeleteIt's always sad to see friends go, and a glad thing when they come back.
ReplyDeleteWhile many (new) neighbours do their best to prevent swallows from building nests under their roofs, I feel privileged. What wonderful animals.
DeleteWonderful captures. They will be welcomed back with open shutters. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Bill, for both the compliment and the little wordplay. ;-)
DeleteAutumn and Spring are the most amazing of seasons.
ReplyDeleteIf we now and then - preferably at night ;-) - had had a nice little soft rain, I would add summer.
DeleteBoniques fotos ens regales avui. Les orenetes van i venen alegrant-nos els dies.
ReplyDeleteNo sé si pensaries el mateix si fossis el seu sopar.🤭
Aferradetes, Sean.
Como cada vez hay menos insectos, parece que han cambiado sus métodos de caza. Maravillosas aves que nunca acabarían en mi plato. / As there are fewer and fewer insects, they seem to have changed their hunting methods. Wonderful birds that would never end up on my dinner plate.
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