Hah! Is it something I said? I certainly hope so.

Two days now, and no swallows. Quiet as a tomb, except for the sparrows who tuck themselves into any crevice they can find in our field stone structure, and are making families,  the usual Springtime ritual around here amongst the creatures. You approach my house and you hear peep! peep! peep! I wake up to peep! peep! My property used to be, and is a bird sanctuary. So there you have it. I think it's very nice, lovely, except  for when they start chasing me. So I chased them instead. Mother Nature didn't really care, 'cause I'm a creature too.

There is some poignant symbolism in this saga of me vs swallows, aka Mother Nature.

Swallows are very determined little birds, with over the top survival instincts. I read on Google how sensitive they are to noise, which is the reason, noise became my weapon of choice. It was non stop folks, for 4 solid days. They come, I chase. I was afraid to leave the house for fear they would fill up that nest  to the brim in my absence, then I'd really be stuck. Had a big concern that I was losing the battle.

Well, no way!  Even when I thought it was a losing battle, I didn't relent. All I was seeing was my goal: PEACE! And it happened.

Even when you think IM is too hard, family and friends are discouraging you, you feel futility, get bold, get clever, get inventive, be persistent, don't look around. And WIN!