A juvenile Tree Swallow was perched on top of a birdhouse, waiting for someone to come back with food. He kept turning left and right. Finally he saw his father!
Among birds, the best aerial acrobats must be tree swallows. Every time I see them they are darting left and right, up and down at all angles, never staying in one place long enough for a decent photograph. However, three weeks ago, I saw one lonely swallow perched at the top of a birdhouse at the Edwin B Forsythe National Wildlife Refuge, apparently resting and enjoying a nice breeze ruffling its feathers.
It stood there for several minutes, even after it saw me.
The staring contest ended when I had to leave and continue my drive. The swallow, however, stayed at the same perch.