They Never Say Goodbye

It’s that time of the year when I find myself anxiously monitoring the skies and the telegraph wires for the continued presence of swallows and martins. They’re still here, just (although thinking about it we didn’t see many on our walk this evening) but the time is getting short as the evenings are getting shorter. Last week I was down at the river south of Bigtown and the place was packed full of flitting swallows and sand martins, filling up with flying insects as fast as they could manage. An amazing sight, but one with a touch of melancholy too. They come up here for our long light summer evenings and plentiful supply of midges and with both beginning to diminish it will only take a few cold nights and a good north wind to blow them all south again, taking the summer with them.

And meanwhile, I’ve already heard the first geese calling as they fly in. Bah. Time to light the fire and get the Rayburn man in, and knuckle down for winter

6 Responses to They Never Say Goodbye

  1. Charles says:

    Well there were none in Malvern this weekend. We had a family gathering as we lived there in the 1970s. I moved heaven and earth to get out of the place, now I would move heaven and earth to move back there, on the Herefordshire side, to get the sun in the evening, and for the fishing…..

    Then took 4 and a half hours to get back to London, accidents on M5 and M 40 .

  2. disgruntled says:

    There are some places that are wasted on the young…

  3. Flighty says:

    A sure sign of autumn! xx

  4. disgruntled says:

    hush … not quite yet!

  5. Jenny says:

    I’ll greet your swallows for you, if any make it this far south. We have quite a few here in Auckland, but not sure if any have Scottish accents.

  6. disgruntled says:

    Apparently birds do have regional accents. Not sure about migratory ones though … ours are barn swallows (Hirundo rustica)

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