The dive-bombing barn swallows decided to give me a break and not try to take my head off when I opened the barn door at Grandpa and Grandma's farm. So instead, they sat on the bridles and halters as I got one of the horses ready to go riding. Then, as I moved closer to the bridles to get the one I needed, this one swallow refused to leave his perch until I started lifting my hand to grab Amber's bridle.
This just shows how close I got.
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