Poem -

That Time of Year Again

Around this time of year
every year that is ..
We see them in pairs,
in trees and in hedgerows ..
We see them
in meadows, in forests
on marshland and fields ..
We see them
dancing and making love,
on the wing ..
Then toying with thermals
like arial voyeurs,
and watching from some
proverbial wire ..
Yes, always in pairs though ..

 

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Yiyan Han

Well, Neville, quite a few species of them:

  • https://www.ivelvalleybirdfood.co.uk/blog/advice-tips/what-uk-birds-mate-for-life/

Are swifts "on the wing" in your mind?

Regards,
Yiyan

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Neville

Thank you so much my friend .. Yes there are so many varieties .. they are all beautiful to watch and spend most of their lives in the air .. How amazing is that .. and thank you so much for dropping in and the link .. Neville 

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sparrowsong

Hello Neville...

Reminds me of Angel Flight...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

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Neville

Both me & my little scribble are honoured .. thank you for checking in sparrowsong .. kind regards, Neville 

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Marion

Just a really lovely write Neville x

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Neville

How very kind you are Marion .. thank you so much my very dear friend .. N

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