If there’s one bird for me, then it is the swift.
If I am reincarnated, that's what I would opt to be.
They barrel around our summer skies in small flocks,
shrieking with delight as if our rooftops are their own personal Alton Towers. Life through the eyes of a
swift must look like one long arcade game.
But maybe being a swift is not such an idyll – every May
when they arrive back from Africa, they find it more difficult to nest.
Hundreds of years ago, they nested in vast ancient trees
which furnished plenty of nooks and crannies. However, as mankind has dominated the
landscape, they have used our buildings instead, colonising holes, cracks and
fissures.
But as our building techniques become better at sealing
every chink and gap, swifts find it harder to find a home. Numbers have greatly decreased and the swift
is now endangered in the UK. However, it
is not hard to offer help.
Newbuilds or extensions can have hollow swift-bricks built
in. Existing buildings can have nest-boxes
fitted under the eaves.
The church I attend, St Luke’s, doesn’t have much land, but
is currently planning a small wildlife garden. When we talked to Heidi from Herts and Middlesex Wildlife Trust , we discovered we had valuable vertical real estate in the shape of a North-East
facing wall, ideal for swift nest-boxes.
So we’ve ordered them now, in time to put up before
May.
Let’s just hope the swifts make those lovely excited
shrieks when they see them.
For more about helping swifts:
https://www.rspb.org.uk/birds-and-wildlife/wildlife-guides/bird-a-z/swift/
http://actionforswifts.blogspot.com/
https://www.swift-conservation.org/
photo by Vika Strawberrica, Unsplash
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