The gift of Swan

Today is our 27th wedding anniversary. What better place to be than where we love it the most? At Grundy of course, enjoying our trailer. Since we are past the fancy celebration stage, we decided on a low key celebration and went out in our kayaks, hopefully to find the swans and their baby, who we haven't seen for awhile. Luckily we found them, and watching the mother and dad swan tend to the baby, was to me, the perfect celebration of what love is. As we passed by the spot where they had been eating and grooming, my husband Mike spotted one perfect downy feather and plucked it out of the water, and presented it to me. Nothing else could mean more to me, than this simple expression of his love.