This morning, as I walked the Lake Pine trail, I noticed the swans had begun building their nest in anticipation of egg-laying and little "swannettes" arriving in the spring. It's always such a waiting game for us human walkers, runners, bikers; watching, watching for the eggs to hatch, then hoping, & many of us praying, they survive to teenage-hood (when they fly off to new horizons), which, sadly, most don't. We all root for the graceful, elegant couple who struggle diligently to raise a family.
I'll have to post photos of the "sygnets" this year:)
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