A couple of days ago, I glanced out the window and noticed the Bride swan. Since I had already fed her and the Groom swan earlier in the day, I decided to just take pictures of her from the window.
It wasn’t long before she began to preen.
And preen.
And preen.
She stopped for a moment when a duckling swam by.
And promptly went back to preening.
She preened. I took pictures.
More preening, more pictures.
Finally, she decided that she was beautiful enough.
And I couldn’t agree more.
these days of mine 