Not just a farm bird: the barn swallow

 

Before me, a swallow dives across a field of wheat turned brilliant gold by the morning sun. The bird looks like a Tree Swallow, but not quite. Tickled by a breeze, the wheat appears to wave to more distant pastures that roll up to a line of blue hills. Continue reading “Not just a farm bird: the barn swallow”

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A grassland warrior shows off his trophy

The Eastern Meadowlark is treasured for its gentle, lilting song that dances across grassy fields on summer days. Last week, on my visit to Antietam National Battlefield, I saw another side of the meadowlark, the hunter-warrior. Continue reading “A grassland warrior shows off his trophy”