On Fish Lake, in the shadow of Castle Mountain, last June a Trumpeter Swan pair hatched three downy white signets. They’ve since grown into feathered gray versions, a third the size of their large, stately parents . . . the serene beauty of Nature.
Sadly, one of the signets has now gone missing. At 4 AM the other morning a neighbor heard the Trumpeters making a ruckus. The suspected assassin is another one of Mother Nature’s local feral menagerie, a great horned owl . . . the cruel barbarity of Nature.
Of the remaining two signets, one appears slightly larger. Hopefully both will survive for the flight south with their parents before freeze-up.
Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!
6 thoughts on “Survival of the Fittest”
Love the reflection in that last pic of Fish Lake! Wow!
Nature in all its beauty evokes such immense emotion in us but for the most part is lacking emotion itself. Whats there is very short lived (SEEMINGLY).
I say that knowing if we don’t cry out in worship the rocks will (jesus said it)
Such is life and God is good!
Me too Sam
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Amazing picture! I hope they make it! 😕