first day

this post is cheesy. bring your own crackers.



In late spring we noticed a little barn swallow hanging around our old porch, and 

not long after that we also became acquainted with her mate. 

We never named them, just called them The Birds. 

The Birds got right to work.

They had chosen our gaudy old porch light to build their nest on. 

My instincts told me "NO". 

"Get The Birds out of