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A convoy of swans comes sailing gracefully toward the Lake Leman shore when they see me arrive with bread for them. But they get only a half of the bag's contents for I must move on later to the eighteenth-century building where a tribe of pigeons dwell on the pediment and eaves.

-- Notebooks Category 3: Relax and Retreat > Chapter 6 : Nature Appreciation > # 29