Summer of swallows.

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The sunny skies over Belfast turned overcast this late forenoon. The temperature also dropped to 16 degrees, a welcome dissipation of unnecessary heat and uncomfortable clamminess. So I put on my walking boots, grabbed my walking stick / anti-dog poking device and headed for the fields. From my coign of vantage at Terrace Hill Gardens I paused for a while and watched a flitter of summer swallows speeding close to the ground in Ned’s meadow. More spectacular than the dare devil antics of fighter pilots in all their showoffery at air shows. Less noise too, and no fumes.