When this photo was taken, one swallow really did make a summer. The month was June, the location the Farm, and he sat defiant on an overhead cable, surveying the scene. I wonder where this swallow is now? Did he make the journey safely back to South Africa? At this very moment is he thinking about travelling north again, flexing his wings and packing on the pounds? He may even be on his way as some may arrive as early as March. It takes six weeks to complete the epic 6,000 mile journey, driven on by unremitting instinct. Unlike many migrant species they fly throughout the day. At night they rest in huge flocks, a prime example of safety in numbers. Whilst here they breed, often reusing the mud and vegetation nests they make in barns or other buildings. They can have two or three broods, each of between 3 and 8 eggs. If you are very lucky you might spot a parent feeding their young on the wing. What an incredible world we live in.