The swallows are returning home

... and have probably been returning to their native area for centuries. 

Symbol of honor, faith and love, the swallows represented everything from luck to loyalty. Symbol of stability and family continuity, are caring partners and brave guards for their home.
For sailors, the swallow means a "safe return home". Seeing a swallow is the "first sign that land is near."
 

I've recalled how swallows were built their nest in the eaves of the family home and then dusted it with granules of mud and small feathers to protect both eggs and youngs.

I woke up every morning with their chirping when the sun rises.

They carefully cared for their offspring, and although little chicks seemed small and helpless, they had a contagious thirst for life.

The parents are hunting flying insects and feeding the chicks with a bolus of food comprising many insects.

Always I had having fun seeing their greediness for food.

Every autumn, columns of swallows are flying far away, by the greener and warmer lands.

I remember how twenty years ago, after the onset of winter, sparrows "borrowed" swallow's empty nest like warm shelter through the winter. During cold months, happily chirped all the day, enjoying their "great deal".

 

In the spring, the returning swallows stormed house claiming their property and fighting for this.
Once the invaders has been removed, swallows started reconstruction of the partially damaged nest and so began a new stage of life, raising their followers.

I’m waiting each spring to see if the swallows are returning in my house eaves. I like their sharp tail and their color. Seem to be dressed in a tuxedo with white spotless shirt, swinging on descending ropes near the house and warn if the neighbors cat appears around. I understand how complicated it is to paint your house without demolish their nest or to clean up after them, but for every moment of peace and happiness that they gave me, deserve to "live under same roof".