Brenda Malloy:
it's that time again
Brenda Malloy:
the long wait begins again
Brenda Malloy:
among what rushes
Brenda Malloy:
promise
Brenda Malloy:
a fortnight into it
Brenda Malloy:
hello, here are my cygnets
Brenda Malloy:
just hatched
Brenda Malloy:
a sad day at the pond
Brenda Malloy:
when we were four
Brenda Malloy:
now we are two
Brenda Malloy:
not so close, mate
Brenda Malloy:
a nap in the sun
Brenda Malloy:
summer idyll
Brenda Malloy:
here's looking at you
Brenda Malloy:
a last lingering look
Brenda Malloy:
the flimsiest of excuses
Brenda Malloy:
I'm becoming a swan
Brenda Malloy:
I believe I can fly
Brenda Malloy:
swanning around
Brenda Malloy:
here ducky ducky
Brenda Malloy:
father and son
Brenda Malloy:
flight
Brenda Malloy:
the last swan
Brenda Malloy:
we'll fly away soon
Brenda Malloy:
through the looking glass
Brenda Malloy:
lonely survivor
Brenda Malloy:
november
Brenda Malloy:
fallow stags