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> If their [swallows'] designer had any regard for the effect their flight would have on human beings, then they exist to bring out the bit of that child that i
by rdtsc 2y ago
> If their [swallows'] designer had any regard for the effect their flight would have on human beings, then they exist to bring out the bit of that child that is still left in us.
Besides the flight, I like how they are monogamous, some build mud nests, and if they migrate they'd often come back to the same nest. One family of swallows have built their nest by my aging parent's balcony, and have been visiting them for a few years every summer. It brings them tremendous joy watching them and seeing them care for the chicks.
Apropos of colorful descriptions of birds, it's hard not to mention The Peregrine by J. A. Baker. Someone recommended the book to me and I really enjoyed it.
- internet_points 2y ago> We are the killers. We stink of death. We carry it with us. It sticks to us like frost. We cannot tear it away. [...] > A swallow flits past, purple against the roaring whiteness of the weir, blue over the green smoothness of the river. As so often on spring evenings, no birds sing near me, while all the distant trees and bushes ring with song. Like all human beings, I seem to walk within a hoop of red-hot iron, a hundred yards across, that sears away all life. When I stand still, it cools, and slowly disappears.