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The swans were ignoring the ice.
I could see them out on the pond, way over on the far side, paddling steadily along and pushing shards of thin ice in front of them. Morning sun glinted off them as they flipped over and cracked in front of the huge birds. Mallards followed behind them, swimming in their wake.
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It was still cold from overnight and fresh snow blanketed the shoreline and the surrounding fields while low, puffy clouds rolled across a sky that was trying to turn blue. The light breeze that had sprung up riffled the open water in the middle of the pond and rattled the loose ice along the shore. I could hear geese honking from across the water and the occasional boom of one of the trumpeter swans that were swimming through the last of the thin ice.