Swans

7 thoughts on “Swans”

1. Donna, that’s so sad. What were the swans doing in a mall parking lot? With frozen ponds and lack of food wonder if they were there looking for handouts… I was in Boston yesterday. The Charles River looked like it was still completely frozen. This week’s temperatures may bring some melting; hopefully slow enough to avoid flooding issues.

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   1. Hi Karen, I know the poor birds.. everyone was being kind to them and letting them be. Hopefully they will be able to go home soon

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      1. Hopefully they’ll find their way to open water on Cape Ann soon. Spring only 11 days away!

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         1. Thanks Karen, I hope so as well..

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2. That entire area was a birds paradise before those marshlands were filled in for Liberty Tree and the other concrete monstrosities. The fact that those birds are still trying to lay claim to what little is left is a sign of hope to nature. Plus, that black top must feel pretty warm in the sun.

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   1. Thank you, so well put.. hopefully we all realize how important open space is

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3. Beautiful shots thanks Donna! Was listening to some Santana last night and like this poem with the CD’s

   (Wings of grace (the dreamers)*

   What shall we do with the dreams
   Who see a world we can never know
   Who have found a place of wonder
   Where only children dare to go

   What shall we do with the dreams
   Whose world has no room for hate
   Whose vision of tomorrow’s promise
   Is so far removed from our fate

   For they dream of a thousand tomorrows
   Each one better than the one before
   A future filled with compassion
   For the tired, the weak, the hungry and the poor

   What shall we do with the dreamers
   Who no longer answer when we ask why
   Who work to make their world better
   And are unafraid to try

   What shall we say to the dreamers
   Whose lives make ours seem so bare
   Who make us feel so empty
   Because they dare to care

   For they dream not of thing done before
   But of the miracles which lie ahead
   Of the needy who can be assisted
   And the famished who can be fed

   What shall we make of the dreamers
   When they choose not to live as we
   When they say our world has no meaning
   As long as others are still not free

   What shall we think of the dreamers
   When they no longer listen to what we say
   When their silence leaves us uneasy
   And they refuse to go away

   For they dream of fanciful figures
   Poised in mid flight
   Angels with wings of grace
   Floating on the light

   Messengers from the next world
   So unfamiliar but yet not strange
   Bringing word of the new world
   The beginning of the change

   *Poem by Hal Miller © 1994

   Instrumental Songwriting Team
   Santana, Carlos, Thompson, Chester

   © 1993 Carlos Santana/Light Music/Micache Music/Stellabella Music/Champ Jacob Music/Urmila Music

   🙂 Dave & Kim 🙂

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