It is Hard to Say Goodbye

Second Post of the Day

Our baby barn swallows have fledged. I've seen them a time or two, flitting around the yard or landing on the roof, and they are doing well.

Look at that little chonk on the left! Mama and Papa did a great job of feeding those two!

I'm happy they have made it thus far, but I really miss them. For weeks, every time I went up or down the stairs, I had paused to check the nest. 

And now they are gone and all is quiet. I miss watching the little family.

Best of luck, little barn swallows. I hope you or your parents come back again next summer and have another clutch! 

I'm going to miss Nan, too. We've been next door neighbors for 19 years, the back door knocking, trading house keys, sitting on the porch and chatting kind of neighbors.

Pepper and Tammo love her. Pepper has been known to trot over to Auntie Nan's back door and peek in through the glass to see if Nan is there and might have anything to eat. Cheeky girl! But Nan loves that kind of doggie behavior and returns their affection.

Back porch chatting and feeding pups treats was something Nan loved.

The day that Mama FINALLY approached and accepted a treat was a big day for Nan and for us all.

Nan's husband Bob died a year ago after a struggle with cancer, and so Nan is downsizing and moving to Indy to live closer to her daughter. It's the right choice for Nan, but gosh, it is hard to say good-bye.

They say that back door neighbors are the best, and I can attest to that. (Not sure that over the front door birdie neighbors are the same, but still!)

Best of luck, Nan. I'm glad you will be closer to Ellie and wish you all the best in your new home.