The swans have returned to Heber for the winter. I went out to visit them again today; hadn’t been out for a couple of years.
I say I’m not much of a nature girl, but get me out in, well-nature- and suddenly I can’t get enough. I might have even honked at them in response to all their racket.
I think this one was checking me out.
Bring shelled corn. They like to train us.
