The Spring of the Swan

“S” is for Spring and Swans. And I just love swans. They became my new favourite animal quickly after we arrived in 2006 thus usurping the zebra. And what would you know, but a little over a month ago a swan plopped down right in back of our house next to the water to nest and lay eggs. You would have thought that I won the lottery. So, now every morning, noon, and night we can look out the back glass door window and watch her. Each morning the kids and I pull back the curtains and can’t wait to see what she is up to. Brad has even felt a closeness to our swan as he opens the window and shouts at any youth attempting to get too close warning them that she will bite and hit.

I just marvel at how great God is when I look at the swan and her 7 eggs. She is beautiful and she withstands the hail, rain, and snow to sit on those eggs. The male swan comes to visit often and watches after the eggs when she needs to take a swim. She even has a little friend, a mallard duck who is always within a few feet. It’s like they coexist happily, careful not to get into each other’s area. When the mallard duck encroaches upon her space, she gives him a little nudge.They must have such a fascinating little relationship. I’m wondering if soon those eggs will hatch, the cignets will go out into the water, and our swan will be gone? I don’t even want to think about that, but for now I know I’ll always have the spring of the swan.