Yes, that’s him (or her). It was 5:25 a.m. this morning at The Cove and he’s heading back to the top of Holly Pond.
It’s been almost 2 weeks since I shared Good (?) Sunday Morning after I learned about his mate being taken down by an animal (coyote?). And he’s still searching — the shorelines, the break walls, and their nesting area.
As I stood watching him circling, Murakami’s words came to mind:
“Standing there alone, I always felt sad, a deep sadness I’d felt before, long, long ago. I remembered that sadness very well. A sadness that can’t be explained, that doesn’t melt away over time, that quietly leaves invisible wounds, in a place you cannot see. And how can you deal with something you can’t see?” (Haruki Murakami, The City and Its Uncertain Walls.)
Notes:
- More photos from this morning’s walk here.
- Post Title Inspiration: Aldous Huxley: “It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them.
Oh, I have missed these posts… And I feel his pain. Beautifully done, David.
this is heartbreaking
We have several birds here on the island – but also birds that visit our backyard on a regular basis – that mate for life. Not every bird of course. And when I see one killed on the highway and the other pecking at it trying to get it to rise up, it breaks my heart. I feel for the swan. Thanks for witnessing him. 🙏❤️