The View From Our Room

When Marti awoke early on Tuesday, May 10, she bundled up and went out on the wooden deck. The morning air was freezing and misty, but the beauty of the scene was impossible to describe. Such pristine beauty and such unbelieveable silence is not seen nor heard very often. A white swan appeared from nowhere and glided along the water's edge. Marti wanted to sit there forever in that spot, but got Bob up instead so they could enjoy it together (and this time he didn't complain)!