So it's no secret that I've been singing the "Spring Blues" lately. The sun keeps peeking out of the clouds to tease us into thinking spring is on it's way just in time for yet another snow storm to roll in and tell me that winter is here to stay for a little while longer. My tulip bulbs are sprouting at an excruciatingly slow pace so I'm not sure that they'll have bloomed by the beginning of summer vacation. My dad was super and sent pictures of my flowers back home in Missouri that are doing very well, making me wish I could be there to see their progress. I already know how each day would go were I there. Each morning I would walk through the yard to see any changes from the night before. Each afternoon I would resist the urge to walk through again reasoning that there would be little change in 4 hours. Come evening, however, I would be walking through to view any new growth or blooms from the morning, only to begin the process again the next morning.
While I can't see any pretty flowers blooming under the four feet of snow in my yard, I do get to see come pretty cool stuff from my window. We have a family of swans who've chosen Nanwalek as their winter home. I would say we have our own swan lake, but they've chosen the lagoon rather than the lakes, so instead we have a swan lagoon. I've never been a bird watcher, but I find myself scanning the lagoon through the binoculars from my window each afternoon to see if they're in view. My guess is it's a swan family, because we have several ugly ducklings who haven't yet turned white. Maybe I'm humbled by my mud puddle duckling background, but I think a family of swans living close by is pretty special.
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