One swallow doesn't make a summer

Flight of fancy: the first swallow is always a welcome sight 

Hold the front page! I've just seen my first swallow of the year (April 17) and what a heart-warming sight it was. My wife and I were driving on a stretch of country road about three miles from our home, at a place called Horseway where a series of impressive farms and smallholdings are situated, when the graceful visitor suddenly appeared.
He could be seen rising and twisting between roadside trees against a blue sky and white clouds on this breezy day.
It feels good to see our annual visitor back on these shores after such a long, hazardous journey from Africa where he avoided our weird winter. Smart fellow.
Can't wait for the long, lazy, hazy days of a proper English summer ...