When I first moved here to this house, I'd often hear and see Nighthawks as I'd sit out in the yard just before dark. Loved having them around as they eat mosquitos. I was recently lamenting on the fact that I hadn't seen any near the house in several years. Our little subdivision went through an explosion about that time and I figured that the Nighthawks moved on.
Last night I heard one, didn't see it, but heard it. They make a very distinctive sound as they hunt. There's a road here in town called Bull Bat Lane. I didn't have a clue what a Bull Bat was. I was told it was a Nighthawk. Locals called it a Bull Bat because of the sound it made combined with it's hunting at dusk, like bats. Well, I guess it sorta sounds like a bull, kinda, sorta. At any rate, it is distinctive, can't mistake it for any thing else.
Their return make my heart smile.
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