As I posted last week, we decided to start a purple martin colony. On Sunday Doug spent the afternoon constructing the house. An hour after he had it up, I saw I bird roosting on the top of the house. I didn't get a good look, so I wasn't sure if it was a martin or not. Yesterday morning I saw what I knew was a martin. I was able to get near the house and I saw that he was checking out one of the compartments, but then flew off. In the evening I waited for him to return so I could get a photo, but no luck.
He was back this morning and I was able to get a shot before he flew off. I can't wait until the rest of the birds arrive.
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We used to live in Pflugerville and had a martin house. I loved watching them come back every year in late February, watching the flying lessons, missed them when they left each July. What a treat. We have too many trees at our new house for a martin house, but your post brings back nice memories.
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