The swallows, not content with occupying three outbuildings, have been testing the eaves around the house in the last few days presumably for a likely spot for a second or third brood. One of them came inside this morning. While we were downstairs having breakfast this one had come through the open window and when I went up to investigate the growing squeaks and trills I found it flying around the bedroom. Against a very stark white pitched-roofed room it appeared quite beautiful in the morning light, as unlike many bird species finding themselves in similar situations this one was poised and in control as it it negotiated its way around the space…