King of flight.
In Ireland and the UK we never really feel that spring has arrived until the Swallows return from their winter holidays in Africa. Every year I look to the skies in anticipation of the ‘King of Flight’.
Today was that day, as I returned from a 450 mile round trip to Tipperary, yes it really is a long way, back to home. Basking in sunshine, sipping wine over dinner on the deck. I heard a familiar but recently absent Twitter.
The King has returned…long live summer!