When it was really cold I snapped these pictures of Welcome Swallows outside my studio window. They perch on the firewood bin and in Spring they build their nest up in the rafters (and make a heck of a mess).
I don't know what was so interesting up above their heads, but periodically one would take off and dart around. It's their flitting and swooping that has inspired the Swallow quilt I'm working on.
They were all puffed up with the cold. I think Swallows migrate in Winter to warmer climates in other parts of the world, but not in NZ. They self-introduced themselves from Australia in the 1950's and feed on flying insects.
Hopefully they've found somewhere warm to roost. It's time for me to cuddle up next to the fire with my book.