Therefore, last week was a typical week, and I ended up there twice - but on a mission, not just for coffee and hot dog lightly topped with fresh condiments and sand.
The mission - to take pictures of more birdhouses than I could shake a stick at.
["Room w a View": photos GAH]
After snapping a few that were perched no more than 50 meters from the waves I headed west toward fields that edged the lake and were home to a half dozen rectangular boxes visible from a distance.
I parked my bike at the side of the road a mile out of town and plodded across a sandy, grassy field.
["Good, sturdy homes for cliff swallows"]
I discovered the birdhouses were plain and simple, but very practical, and have the best view imaginable for any cliff swallows that choose to make them home.
["Remove one nail only for spring cleaning: Very easy"]
I like the fact a person can swing open the right side of each box (for spring cleaning) by pulling out one protruding nail - a feature my Dad used years ago and I now use on many of my own boxes.
Easy schmeasy!
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I saw a half dozen other birdhouse locations, at which I’ll have to stop someday soon, on my way home to London that afternoon.
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