Birds of a Feather......

Winter is here and the large flocks of Trumpeter Swans and Snow Geese are everywhere when we drive across the bridge from Fidalgo Island to the mainland.  They're so beautiful.  It's been a few years since I've been serious about photographing them.  I've decided I've just got to get over there to get a few good shots before late winter when they began to leave.  I need to go early morning or late afternoon.  Because I'm not a morning person it will have to be late afternoon.  Or maybe I should just throw a coat over my pajamas and head for the fields.  We'll see. Decisions, decisions.   

Several years ago I photographed a few as they were flying in early evening.  I wrote a poem when I was feeling a little melancholy and included it with the photo in a chap book that I had printed for friends and family.  

Like Swans In Flight

Drifting through bleak darkness,

engulfed by silken clouds,

bound in discomposure

by imaginary shrouds.

Striving for a mission

like winter swans in flight,

chasing elusive solace,

I yearn for tranquil light.

Never let me waiver;

guide me in my quest.

Give me wings of power

to remain upon the crest

until I find contentment

in a field of silent rest.

         

©2002 Laura Crumm