If you’re new to my blog, let me fill you in on our swans. They aren’t really ours, but they visit quite often. Usually they visit as a pair: a black one and a white one, although we do see them separately. We began calling them Groom Swan and Bride Swan when they graced us with their presence during a wedding on our lawn a couple of years ago. Unplanned, but a nice touch.
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Whenever I see them, I rush out to toss bread in the water for them. Groom Swan has a little greeting when he sees me: he stretches his neck out really long and he sort of “honks”. I think it’s a swan hello. One day I’m hoping to get that on video, and if I do, you know I’ll share.
Yesterday morning, just after sunrise, I saw Groom Swan, and went out with some bread. He immediately started plodding through the marsh grass into our yard. Out of the water, he seems so much larger.
He has done that once or twice before, but it doesn’t happen often. He has difficulty eating bread when he’s on land, and ends up with blades of grass in his beak. And flossing isn’t an option. I intentionally threw bread a little distance from him, so you could see how far he stretches his neck.
When the bread was gone, he started waddling back to the water, but turned around to glance at me over his…… oh, never mind.
“Hey! You lookin’ at me?”
Then he was back in the water.
He seems much more at home there. And there’s no need for dental floss.