"Optimism is not the ability to live on the highest branch. It is the faith to learn to fly."
Just in case you have never seen a barn swallow up close... here are two of the babies - the last (two of five) left in the nest - ready to fledge. They have become my favorite bird... just look at these precious faces!
Mama Swallow spent the day flying in and out of the barn... with encouragement for her two youngsters who failed to launch. Meanwhile, the rest of her family soared and swooped through the front pasture, busily catching their own meals.... insects. After weeks of being fed by their parents, these youngsters are on their own to feed themselves.
You've got to admit... he is quite adorable!
PS: For those of you wondering about the black and white kitty that we spy here and there around the farm... nothing has changed. We still see it from a distance every few days. Looking back at old photographs I realized that I had photographed this stray kitty one day in the winter time cozily nestled in one of the kitty beds in the barn. That may be as close as we ever get! And of course, I cannot find that photo at this time.... sorry.