Have you ever heard a swan take off?
They are surprisingly large when they spread their wings. Wings flapping, you can hear pure power as they lift like an airplane on a runway.
It was very early in the morning when we were here last September. “Here” being the place in these photos, somewhere we had never been before nor would we go back. It was just a moment in time, now memorised in photos, giving it disproportionate weight in the photo stories of our lives. It was just a place we happened to drive by.
The children’s slide in the shallows whispered of fun times and happy laughter, but in September it was silent and cold. There was a veil of fog on the lake just before the swans took off, near the other shore. My kids threw pebbles into the smooth, still water.
And then we rode on.