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The Wings of Swans

Today, I heard the wings of swans, sang with a chorus of geese, and saw a wild beaver for the first time.

It is spring. A short paddle on the Charles River made it official.

The true color of the sky.

The swan whose wings hummed.

The concept behind this collection: A time of transition- on the cusp of spring, but still with a hint of winter.

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