This time, it's a Barn Swallow nest--on my hammock rope. Sigh. We have no less than 3 barns and several smaller sheds on the farm here. Why can't they build there?
Barn Swallows are beautiful, and I love having them swoop around my head while I'm mowing. Their chattering and chirping is a happy, friendly sound. And they are fearless. They dive bomb the dog and cats when they're outside, and the rubber snakes I set out as a deterrent didn't even phase them. In fact, I found the biggest one had been unceremoniously dumped into the flower bed.
But Swallows are messy, so they had to go. I'm not surrendering my porch.