I’m in my studio when I hear a chattering of birds that makes me look up from my work. I see a flutter of wings, then they all land on the gate out my doorway.
Four young barn swallows sitting on the gate.
I watch as one by one, they fly away.
The same baby barn swallows I’ve been watching grow up in the nest in the pole barn. The ones that inspired my Baby Barn Swallow Potholder.
It feels like they came to say hello. Or maybe they were saying goodbye.
Awww, what a special moment.
Oh course you “get it ” Barb. :)