Posted December 12, 2018 by Kerry McFall
2018 has not been a banner year for me. But Mother Nature has gifted me with a bit of natural magic: wild swans in what is essentially my back yard! I’ve never seen them at Finley National Wildlife Reserve before, although I have heard rumors that if you are lucky you will be there during the few hours or days each year during migration that they grace us with their presence.
We go to Finley every autumn to hear the choirs of geese (the Canadian goose is my spirit animal, and I’ve got the tattoo to prove it), to watch their flights, to hear ducks cackle and joke, to see the occasional bald eagle soaring over the flocks to take inventory. But this year – swans! They are huge and there are lots of them, startling white on the shallow water. Seeing one land is like watching Baryshnikov dance: appearing suddenly out of the heavens, silent smooth approach, perfect touchdown, elegant plume of spray, gentle stop – breathtaking. Literally.
I drew three different dragons earlier this fall for my grandsons, and had great fun with their spiraling bodies, sharp skulls, and scaly skins. As I painted the swan arching his neck and showing off his glistening feathers, it occurred to me that swans could be dragons reincarnated. They have feathers instead of scales, but the underlying structure is pretty similar. Okay, it’s a stretch, but it’s a fun stretch!