Boy Wonder and I have been getting out snowshoeing (or in this case, just plain old walking) in the Park quite a bit this winter. Last weekend we saw some trumpeter swans that had been spending the winter in the Park and I hoped we'd see them again today. But we didn't. At least not for a few hours. And then there they were, flying by us, two adults and three signets. I never get sick of swans. The second adult is out of the frame.