I've been looking at the sky since March, though I knew it was too early then.
I was also denying the fact that I hear them first anyway.
On one occasion, I nearly cut off my big toe while digging the garden. I had heard their excited chatter and looked to the sky, stabbing the spade towards the soil, while screaming "Swallows". I then galloped down the yard like a man possessed...
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