Fred
claims to have seen a swallow today flying behind their side barn and circling
the fields. We privately joked whether this day should be henceforth marked as
the return of the swallow to Paxton, as they say in Capistrano.
They
are agile fliers and are not shy about swooping in and among us during the
summer when we walk the farm two-track that bisects the field passing near
their boxes.
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