My last encounter with immature swallows was a memorable morning at the Bear River Migratory Bird Refuge, where I photographed American Cliff Swallows.
However, that very morning in Huntsville brought an unexpected surprise.
While exploring, I accidentally came across a family of Tree Swallows. As soon as I noticed the cavity opening of a weathered, dead tree trunk, I was greeted by two pairs of bright little eyes.
While the offsprings were climbing out of the cavity, their parents watched them carefully from nearby.
Preciosas esas tonalidades azules
ReplyDeleteBellísimas imágenes, amiga.
ReplyDeleteSiempre me ha impresionado contemplar como estas avecillas vuelven una y otra vez, cada temporada, a sus nidos, y como alimentan a las crias con vuelos incansables.
Un abrazo
Bonitas tomas de la gonlondrina, Kaya, la ultima me gusta en especial por su composción.
ReplyDeleteSaludos.
We have two common varieties here--- They tend to swoop through the driveway back and forth to the backyard. The cars pay the price. But I love them!
ReplyDeleteDesconocía esta faceta de las golondrinas!
ReplyDeleteBuenas tomas!
Abrazos, Kaya.
Ha quedado impecablemente representada esa responsabilidad natural de las aves en el cuidado y custodia de sus crías.
ReplyDeleteUn fuerte abrazo, Kaya