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WIRES OF THE WIRE TAILED SWALLOW

 


 

LT COL NOEL ELLIS

 

31/VII/2025

 

I have been fascinated by this bird called the ‘Wire Tailed Swallow’ since I first saw them about two years ago. They are small, a little bigger than a Bulbul but have a fine blend of colours. The chest is white, the wings from shades ranging from navy blue to black and the head in dark brown.

 

The unique part is the two wire like projections which protrude out from the side of their body going way beyond the tail to a little more than their own body length. Some have them straight and some have them curled. What are the wires used for, used to intrigue me?

 

Was it just a growth or an appendage? Was it to be used to hold something? How do they use and control it? Such questions kept churning in my mind.

 

It required a little study and this is what I found out. These filamentous wires which jut out from their rear are ‘tail streamers’ which are very prominent in males. To spot a male becomes easy as these two wires are longer and very prominent. Longer the tails, the healthier a bird is and attracts more females during courtship.

 

I am not sure if these streamers or wires are used for aerodynamic stability in flight. Maybe they use it for display flights during the mating ritual. There is logic to it. It may also signal its position with these wires while in flight and probably is a means of identification as every swallow would have a different growth of its tail. This also appears to be correct.

 

Today, a Bulbul was very interested in what a swallow was doing, sitting on a bamboo lying on someone’s roof. She too joined in to check out what was going on.

 

In my view the male was sitting on a vantage point giving guard duty. Their nest was located just above it which when I zoomed in could clearly make out that the other partner was hatching her eggs. Her wires were not very prominent as the one sitting outside. This proved that the males in the bird species are more beautiful, charming, and attractive.

 

This bird is also called “Hirundo smithii”, which is quite difficult to pronounce. The WTS are aerial ‘insectivores’ meaning it catches insects in flight and eats them in the air. The love to devour ants, mosquitoes, flies, moths, butterflies, wasps, spiders, beetles etc.

 

That is why when I noticed their flight pattern and flying skills, it is totally zig-zag. They turn, dip, and dive mid air very sharply to catch their prey mid-air. Their keen eyesight and anticipation of move of flying insects is an art they have developed perfectly. That is why they change course instantly. That is why they are fast and efficient hunters.

 

Their contribution to the environment is insect control, keep them under check and let them have a balanced growth. They are considered to be lucky if they nest near you and are revered by farmers.

 

Overall, these beautiful birds are now part of our society. How lucky are those where they nest. The irony is that those people do not know it nor are they interested to know.

 

When will they nest in our home? I wonder!!!!!!!!!

 

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JAI HIND
©® NOEL ELLIS

 

Comments

  1. Purchase from the mkt ready made dry nests , easy for birds to rest . If birds 🐦 prepare during rainy season will be difficult in wet nests . Let them feel warm feel .

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    1. Thank you very much, wire tailed swallows do not stay in ready made nests.

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  2. Good write Noel. You should see their nest soon. Best wishes....

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