I'm very fortunate to live near several conservation areas, yet don't explore them nearly often enough. Earlier this week, the day before the the window incident, a friend and I took a walk that included forest, meadows, and these lovely creatures by the water. (I can never look at swans without thinking of Hans Christian Anderson and his ugly duckling story.)



There is something so soothing about looking into the eye of a beautiful, white swan, then spotting the dangling droplet of water just about ready to fall from its beak. Any second now...
This is one thing I like about blogging: I have people with whom I can share these photographs. I hope you enjoy seeing them.



I want to take more and more photos, because I'm noticing the details of things around me. Here, beads of water softy shimmer on a backdrop of delicate, damp, gray feathers.



It's time for me to wander off for awhile.

I hope you'll leave a comment; it's a real treat to read your reaction, whether its a memory triggered, an observation made, or simply a chance to say that you were here. 
Karen