WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

The swallows are getting ready to move on now.
Mag and I took a run up to see Mag's Mum this afternoon and the swallows were zooming over the grass and settling on the phone wires to chat things over.
I know this is a bit fuzzy but these guys are not domesticated and just do not read the script. I just had to stand and wait in the hope that one would fly across the viewfinder and that I could press the button at the correct time.
Next time we go, these wee characters will be well on the road to Africa for the winter. Lucky swallows - or are they?