by Donna Lewis
I could hear the joy of singing this morning inside our house. Outside they were really loud and proud.
The new Purple Martin young are learning to fly, and take care of themselves. In August, they will fly to Brazil, where they will stay till next February. Right now they are learning how to catch insects in the air and drink on the fly.
Watching them put on the brakes as they near the gourd rack is very amusing. Sometimes they have to circle several times till they can stop.
Going fast is their thing; slowing down takes practice. I can only imagine how wonderful it must be to fly above the trees for hours.
I shall miss them when they leave. I wonder if they sing in another language when they are in Brazil?
Nature Along the El Camino Real 