Signs Of Spring

I have been waiting and waiting, and it finally happened. The swallows are back under the overpass in Old Monroe. I really like swallows. I wish there were more swallows, because another sign of spring for me is getting the windshield of my van covered with the splattered remains of hundreds of dead bugs. It wouldn't be so bad, but I hate cleaning the windshield, so it gets pretty nasty. I remember last summer coming home late at night and driving through so many bugs it looked like it was snowing.