I walked around the house last night and counted seven barn swallow nests. Most are built in those few inches between an upstairs window trim and the overhanging roof. Two are in the crook of the downspouts as they descend from rooftop.
It's no wonder the kitties are exhausted by day's end.
Swallows swoop -- when they leave their nests, return, hunt for bugs. It's arcs and swoops all day long, on all sides of the house.
The indoor cats are entranced. They sit in the windows and follow the swoops. Their tails twitch as the birds come toward the window and ascend to the nest above. Their heads move in graceful arcs as they follow the birds hunting for insects.
Exhausted, the cats fall asleep. I wonder if they swoop in their dreams.
Pictured is Dewey asleep in the window.
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