Life in Tasmania's Huon Valley, by a blow-in from the mainland
Sunday, December 26, 2010
And then there were... none
The baby swallows have fledged and the nest is empty. The photo below shows the last fat and fluffy guy to leave the nest. At least two of the babies are still flying around our yard with the parents, dropping their baby feathers as they go.
Escaped Sydney in 2010 for a piece of paradise in Tasmania's Huon Valley. I'm a keen walker, remote worker, incompetent gardener, Bernese Mountain Dog owner, fan of almost anything German (food, language, cars, beer), amateur linguist, chook fancier, childfree.