I saw my first swifts on May 2nd. I heard my first on the 3rd. Today is the 7th and the sky is full of the joyful sound of shrieking swifts. Summer is definitely on its way.
It's a blue sky, puffy white clouds afternoon, following a drab grey morning, and a pair of red kites is soaring high, too far for my rather feeble camera to photograph. I just spotted a red damsel fly on the pond netting and earlier, saw a pair mating in midair.
