SWAN LAKE

                         TWELVE SWANS A SWIMMING FLEW AWAY WHEN I APPROACHED THEM ON BOURNES POND AT NOON TODAY IN MY BLUE KAYAK.  THEIR WINGS CLAP TOGETHER IN A SWISHING NOISE.  FIFTY BABY DUCKS (DUCKLINGS)  SCURRIED AWAY WHEN I APPROACH THEM IN A COVE ON THE POND.  THE GREAT BLUE HERON FLEW AWAY SQUWKING LOUDLY BECAUSE I HAD DISTURBED HIS HAPPY HUNTING GROUND ABOVE THE GREEN GRASSES OF THE POND.

ON BOURNES POND UP NORTH

SIXTH GREEN DOWN SOUTH

                            JUST ANOTHER DAY ON THE POND FOR ME IN THE LAST WANING DAYS OF SUMMER IN CAPE COD.  I LIVED HERE FOR EIGHT YEARS.  I'FF LY SOUTH LIKE THE BIRDS IN OCTOBER.  FALL BEGINS IN NINE DAYS.