The birds are returning in large, honking flocks to the rivers and lakes. I tiptoed down to the edge of Moose River hoping to snap some photos of the many ducks and geese swimming around, but they all flew off. They're a little skittish, I guess, after their long trip.
A few ducks flew back in and began swimming toward the opposite riverbank. I waited and waited . . . and waited some more for a couple to swim a little closer, but I finally gave up, took my camera apart, and packed it into my rucksack.
As I stood up and started to walk away, two huge swans took that very moment to glide in for a water landing. Thanks a lot, swans! I've got a bunch of pictures of ducks in the distance that I will never look at again while you float regally by in totally anonymity. Next time, swans. I'll get you yet!
Dinner: buttermilk chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, salad, corn
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