Plenty of honking today as flocks of Swans made their way south. The cold is coming, the weather report says -19°c tomorrow.
Pulled a few more turnips. Walked the tracks to get closer to the Swans. They are difficult to sneak up on, especially with the Willow dog.
A few took off into the wind and made the turn directly overhead. Deep voices and large wingspan, mocking us bound to the ground.
It feels good to walk those tracks, hear the birds, squinting loosing the ruck.