I’ve just seen my first swallow – flying in over Supervalu, Sundrive Road – joyfully heralding the start of summer. I wrote a Haiku in its honour.
Féach na Fáinleoga
is an Samhradh ag filleadh
Buíochas le Dia
And over the Easter, I’ve written some more. (What’s come over me, you may ask)
Chualas an Lon dubh
i nduairceas na h-oíche
cumha id’ dhiaidh
Spideog go tobain
ag faire ‘s ag foghléireacht
Gáirdín mo mháthair
idir neamh agus caorán
déan gairdeas a stóirín
Yes, lots of people have commented on the sound of birdsong during this strange period of self-isolation. Lovely to hear the birds so clearly when the hum of traffic is no longer a constant presence in on our lives.
Joy? The song of the blackbird, the sudden appearance of a robin as I dig in the garden, the fleeting glimpse of a kingfisher… What brings you joy?
I’m adding a tiny clip from my short film “Ar theacht an tSamhraidh” (2016) – to celebrate the return of the swallows. If you can’t see it immediately below this, you need to click into the actual blog…
That piece of music was by Davy Spillane, by the way.
And finally, I came across this wonderful website of birdsong. You just click on the image of each bird and it plays their song.
Slán go fóill, stay safe, eoin