Our swift nestlings are growing well, but they are not receiving many feeds and one is looking decidedly smaller than the other. I think they will be fine as long as their parents survive this difficult spell of weather. As I write it is 12.5C and we have just had a heavy shower. It is one of the coldest July days I can remember. Low level, high energy swift activity is now a distant memory. I am pinning my hopes on the forecast for this weekend when It looks like high pressure will again take control. I feel sure that prospecting swifts will return and they will probably be spectacular as they make up for lost time; but as always with swifts nothing is guaranteed.
Today’s sky watercolour just about sums up the weather since 27th June. A single breeding swift approaches the back garden with a bolus of insect food for its twenty day old nestlings.