a swift return

my road is a place swifts like to call home. walk down the road at the right time of year and the sky is full of squadrons of swift. yet out the back the swift are nowhere to be seen as they nest on top of the bay windows on the front of the 1930's artificial cliffs we humans call home. and so the return of the swift to my road has given me another reason to want lock down to go on longer as i don't want the much needed work on my windows to happen when the swifts are nesting above them.