First Visitors

The swallows are back to renew their summer lease on the Potting Shed. The Heart shaped hole in the door is their entrance.

They really should make up their minds where they want to live. Travelling back and forth to North Africa every year seems a little excessive to me.

But how do they do that? Not just making the journey itself, but to return to a Potting Shed at a house in Wales thousands of miles away never ceases to amaze me.

Question now is, what names do we give them?