Yesterday proved the truth of the old saying " Two swallows doth not a summer make.".
It was bitterly cold, cloudy, and with high winds when I walked Dd3 to school. By the time we got there, it was raining.
On the way back past the lake, I was dive-bombed by four lovely swallows, and despite the rain, I stopped for about five minutes and watched them performing the most amazing low-level flying...............and wondered if they thought they had taken a wrong turn when they migrated back from Africa ! These are the first swallows this year in our town, and normally their return is after the start of good weather.
As I type this, the sun is shining brightly and the sky is vivid blue, so hopefully we will have a warmer day today :-)