Well, the birds are gone, except for the hardy souls that stay to brave the winter! The barn swallows and all of their cheerful chatter are off on their fall adventure to elsewhere. The geese are gathering in chevron flight and pointing south. The lovely songbirds of summer have left behind the chirps of crickets to fill in the void, that is until the first frost. After the frost there’s almost a deafening silence. Perhaps it is a welcome rest after a season of busyness. Until next year my feathered friends! Cheers!