The Barn Swallow Egg Shell

Yesterday it was the pigeon egg.  This morning in the pole barn I found the Barn Swallow shell.  It was on the ground under the nest high on the rafters.

The half shell is small enough to wear on the tip of my finger, more sturdy than I would have imagined.  Spotted on the outside, an elegant strand of pale red mucus on the inside.

I haven’t seen any baby Barn Swallows leave the nest yet.  I think I may have missed the brood that was born inside the barn when Jon and I were away early in June.

I’ll look for these new babes though.  Listen for their chorus of chirps. Wait for them to poke their heads out of the nest, their wide, yellow triangle beaks demanding food.

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