Notes:
- Grace (and George) building their nest. (Grace being named by my good friend LouAnn.)
- My Swan(s) @ Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT. 6:57 a.m. yesterday morning. 42° F. Other photos from yesterday morning here. Backstories on swans here.
- Post Title: Mary Oliver, from “Late Spring,” Felicity: Poems (via Alive on All Channels)
Live & Learn 
a powerful spring ritual, keeps the world going, no matter what
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Yes. Thank goodness for that!
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Love these two…
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Yes!
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Maybe baby???
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Laughing. Maybe… Hope springs eternal.
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Why do they always look so clean?
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I know!
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6:57 and all’s well in DK’s swandom!
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Yes!
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Your title says it all. In spring there are so many hatches of all sorts of insects and that’s what young waterfowl need to eat so they can grow quickly (the quicker the better for their own survival).
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Yes Anneli. Mary Oliver nailed it again.
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Reblogged this on It Is What It Is and commented:
Awesome spring!! … “My Swan(s) @ Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT. 6:57 a.m. yesterday morning. 42° F.”
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They are very early (said so on IG, sorry to repeat). I took plenty of cool pics if ‘our’ surviving young swan, last year’s baby, now nearly fully adult, but with still some brown feathers. I don’t care terribly about swans but they are stunning in their regal behavior (until you see them trying to fly off…. that is) 🤣🦢
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Laughing. Yes. So regal until lift off. So true.
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How wonderful that you get to witness that!
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Yes!
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