We live in Southern California, not too far from the Mission San Juan Capistrano.
According to tradition, the swallows that live in the area leave the mission every year on October 23 and return on March 19 to the ringing of the church bells on St. Joseph’s Day.
This is the week that the swallows are supposed to return.
There is a beautiful old song written by Leon René based on the swallows legend — When the Swallows Come Back to Capistrano:
All the mission bells will ring
The chapel choir will sing
The happiness you’ll bring
Will live in my memory
When the swallows come back to Capistrano
That’s the day I pray that you’ll come back to me
Like the lover in the song, many of us in real estate are feeling a sense of longing for happier days.
This weekend, it looked like those days could come back again.
It seemed that the both swallows and the house buyers had returned to Southern California.
For the past several months, the “Open House” signs in our area looked as forlorn as Joshua trees standing alone in the Mojave Desert, surrounded by miles of desolation. And few sights were as dismal as watching the dejected realtors taking down their signs at sunset after hosting open houses that had attracted no one.
But this weekend, suddenly, inexplicably, everything changed.
People were packing the open houses. Outside the houses, cars were double parked. Realtors looked perky, annimated, and happy.
Or can we really hear the mission bells ringing in the distance?
Have the house buyers come back to Capistrano?