On April 14th, our tree swallows returned. All at once. One moment, the sky is quiet. The next, it is full of sweeping flight and swallow songs.
Which triggered me to get the bird houses out of their winter storage, cleaned, and back up on the fence line.
David got busy to build some new boxes designed for the bluebirds but also favoured by the swallows.
And then, today, the 17th, I spotted the bluebird down the pasture. All of which makes my heart sing.