by Letha Kiddie
Every year the swallows return to our home, miraculously, on March 21st, the first day of Spring. They bring so much joy to our lives as they busily work to build their mud nests under our eaves.
Thanks to the swallows, we have no flies or mosquitoes to contend with, but their real gift is watching them in flight as they joyfully circle over our heads in the morning and evening hours, in swirling vortexes.
How is it that Mother Nature knows the exact time and location to send her messages of joy to the world? And how many other messengers are we blessed to witness every day?