These nights we usually eat by the lake and enjoy the entertainment. Last evening before birds packed it in for the night, we were treated to the sight of four young martins that paused to rest on the top of a retaining wall.
We’re accustomed to watching martins swoop and dive across the lake but in thirty years we’ve never had them visit our yard. I’m guessing these were youngsters fresh from fledging. They flew off now and then to chase a bug but quickly returned to the wall to catch their breath. Marvelous.