Swan Saga (or, Soap Opera with Swans)

Lori McCray
2 min readMay 9, 2020

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Bella (or Lucy?), Buzz (or Ricky?) and new names so I don’t confuse either set, Bubba&Lulu. lololol.

A story from Lori: I’m not on the computer in the evening, but for some reason I checked my email before bed, to find a message from my pond buddy Dan (we met at the restaurant pond, he loves the big white geese) saying that he has another photographer friend, and she was at Carding Mill Pond (Bella&Buzz’s new home) and saw 3 cygnets swept under some waterfall thing and she was able to go catch them and give them back to parents. But the place he described wasn’t at all familiar, maybe a *different* pond? (I had JUST been there, and no swans came to me, and I was so sad). He thought they might be B&B and I slept horribly, worrying about them. I send them to a new pond to be safe and it’s worse? She said she didn’t know if the babies were injured. So bright and early I set off, determined to make my way back behind the fancy houses and not get the police called on me, I’ve not been able to figure out how to do it without trespassing but the pond goes way farther and I’ve never been back there. If you stick close to the water’s edge (Marsh Muck) you aren’t in anyone’s yard, so I kept going and going and found Ricky&Lucy, or so I thought (I’ve seen both couples together at the same time, but it’s still like a Superman/Clark Kent thing, and is messing with my mind. In the middle pic of this collage, it *has* to be Buzz. He looks “just” like William (they don’t all look alike). And Lucy’s bill being browner, and Bella’s is quite Orange, might just be an optical illusion, I don’t know. but there are no babies. And they know me, and followed me, so now that I am entirely confuzzled, and you are too, thanks for listening, I had a fun outing, I brought home poison ivy, and I still am not quite sure about whose babies went over the waterfall. And tonight, if it snows on my Peony buds, I am not going to sleep any better. Such is life. It really is beautiful back there, glad I went.

LBM 5/8/2020 (it’s very cold for May, but we don’t….. (not saying it. As soon as I say not something, it becomes something).

Yes, I got my feet plenty wet in there. And the log I was standing on to cross over the marsh sunk, it’s funny now, but I may be getting too old for this. Nah…

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Lori McCray
Lori McCray

Written by Lori McCray

Photographer, Poet, Musician, Mother, Mystic, Gardener, friend of wild creatures, swan whisperer. Find me on Flickr: https://www.flickr.com/photos/wingthing/

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