There is a congregation of swans at the west end of the lake this week, sometimes as many as 12 and more often half that amount, and the fussing and fighting is loud and frantic. I suppose it is a territorial war with the two juveniles who claimed Island Lake in 2009, fighting off their siblings and potential rivals to the space. Now is the time to collect quills, as white feathers abound.
The leaves are turning nicely and are beginning to fall more regularly. The rain and cold of the last week seems to be coming to an end, and there is a break we all can look forward to as the week end approaches. Those who held off closing cottages may be doing it this Columbus Day week end. As I walk around the lake, I keep an eye on the cottages and all seems to be well. There is an open window here and a light left on there, but all seems to be in order.
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