Last Friday was the hottest day of the year. The heat wave had reached a high of 105 humid degrees. You could see that people were avoiding being outside during the heat of the day. That doesn't apply when you have a bike, because you create your own breeze, and it doesn't take as much effort to ride a bike to the market and just put all your purchases in the basket and ride it home, instead of sweating it out in the heat.
But I also noticed last Friday, that the swallows didn't wake me up in the morning like they've been doing for the last couple of months. Then Saturday the same thing. It is now Tuesday and the swallows seem to have vanished.
I miss them. They must have decided it was getting too hot here, and headed for cooler territory. I will miss them. They used to sing with the Duomo bells in the morning and as the sun set behind the cupola every night. But now they are gone. I guess I have to wait another year to see them again next spring. Swallows are like poppy flowers. They're only there for a short time, paying homage to the world, making the world happy, so you have to appreciate them fully when you can...because you never know when they're going to disappear. Kind of like most things in life. We really need to live in the moment and absorb every little beautiful thing that God gives us,while we have it. I was blessed with the swallows and will appreciate them even more next year.
