We can fly!

From my vantage point on the porch, I see this  sight every summer...little birds learning to fly. What fun!

Up in that corner of the eaves.... 

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What a feat! Every year they add another floor.

 After a few weeks, parents entreat their little fledglings to try those wings out!

Here, I will repeat a post I did 6 years ago... because nothing has changed, as little baby birds become aviators one by one....
 Welcome to flight school.

    " Peter Pan flight school had several graduates this week as all the wee BarnSwallow babes took to the skies!

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 One by one, little birdsies held their breath and lept from the comfort and safety of their mud daubed nest and into the blue, blue skies; up, up and away! First there were 5.

 Then there were 3...

and 2...

 and 1.

But this little fellow wouldn't take the "plunge".

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"I'm scared!"

Despite the encouragement of nest-mates and parents and aunties and uncles, dear little birdie number 5 remains in the nest.

 "I am ever so lonely. Where, oh where, did everyone go?"

 All of the young, new aviators swoop past  little Mr. Lonelyhearts nest, on the hour, admonishing him to:

"Come along, come along!
 It's GREAT up here, in the vast, clear skies! 
You simply won't believe your eyes!!! 
There are things called trees, and bees..... and clouds and seas!
 Other flying things to EAT, really crunchy, tasty treats! 
 Let's go!!!!!!"

 But little Mr Lonelyhearts just sits on the edge on his nest.

  This patient reporter will keep a vigilant eye and camera at the ready.... if and when birdie number 5 takes flight."
 Well , that was a few years ago, as you can see by the one-story nest. But, as I said, nothing changes; one by one the baby swallows leave the nest and swoop endlessly round and round the house with their newly discovered talent of FLIGHT!
 And, naturally, number five eventually discovers his wings.

 

 Here they are, stretching those wings and working up the courage to FLY!