like a tea tray in the sky

Every year in late summer, small brown pipistrelle bats stop over at
the manor for several days on their way to their hibernation spot for
the fall and winter months. Some years, like this year, there are less
than 100. But sometimes they've picked up other migratory groups
along the away and there are thousands. One year, the neighbors
rushed over, when they saw a huge dark donut cloud of bats circling
the house. I'll have to admit, it does add to the mystique of a haunted
manor.

If you listen carefully, you can hear them chirping a pip-like chirp.
They hang out in one of our chimneys (don't worry, it's not the
fireplace chimney) a day or two until they've rested up and are again
on their merry little bat way. You can see one taking a nose dive into
the chimney at the very end of the video.

Twinkle, twinkle little bat

How I wonder what you're at!

Up above the world you fly,

Like a tea tray in the sky.

~

Lewis Carroll

~

PS...After careful consideration, I have come to the conclusion that

these so called bats, have in fact been chimney swifts, all these years.

Thanks especially to Tattered and Lost for inpiring me to take a

closer look.