Tuesday, March 10, 2009
OK. I never claimed to be the outdoorsy type. For about 8 years now, I've been driving past Lake Carroll and its geese (Canadian Geese, I now know, thank-you, Gary) and one lone white swan. I promised I'd paint her. I finally took the time this past weekend in the gorgeous 70 degree weather to photograph her.
So she's not a swan. I am so embarrassed.
But what the heck is she doing in a lake with all Canadian geese? I wonder if she has any idea how different she is. They didn't seem to notice. But I don't see any little babies that look like her...
Posted by Margaret Dyer at Tuesday, March 10, 2009