“One swallow doesn’t make a summer” but as its August and day time temperatures regularly hit
40°C, I think it is definitely summer. Yesterday our windows were wide open and I heard a lot of twittering outside, on investigating I found four swallows on our laundry pole.
I love watching the swallows fly around but it also makes me sad, as I remember watching swallows with my late ex-wife one September in the French lake district.
One swallow family are nesting on the third floor of our apartment block.
Capturing them in flight is more tricky, as they move so quickly.
The swallow has a high slightly mechanic “t-weet” and a twittering song uttered on the wing or on a vantage point like our laundry pole.