I went out late yesterday to water what remaining flowers there are in our yard. Garden-hose watering has been the norm this summer, although we’ve had more rain than some areas.
Of course, I first had to get a picture of the (cloudy) sunset.
As I turned and headed toward the garden hose, I realized I had a visitor.
I hadn’t seen him, but apparently Groom Swan had been patiently waiting for me to come to the water’s edge to throw out some bread to him. And apparently, he’d grown tired of waiting.
We walked along together back to the water, where it’s easier for him to eat the bread I toss to him.
The seagulls must have had scouts in the area, because they were soon vying for Groom Swan’s bread.
Soon the bread was gone, the seagulls flew away, and Groom Swan swam off into the sunset.
And I still had flowers to water.
these days of mine 