We had a visitor on Easter Sunday morning (no, it wasn’t a bunny).
Bride swan hadn’t visited in a couple months, so as soon as I saw her, I went to the kitchen for bread. Only to find that we had none. The nearest thing I could find was a partial sleeve of Ritz crackers. (The cupboards were bare.)
Let it be duly noted that Bride Swan does not care for Ritz crackers. In fact she snubbed her nose beak at them.
I couldn’t help but notice how floofy her wings were.
Knowing that mother swans carry their young (cygnets) on their backs, between their wings, I wondered at first if maybe Bride Swan had a surprise for us.
But Motor Man said she was probably just sporting a new “do” for Easter.
In any case, she was as beautiful in the early morning sun as ever.
these days of mine 