"O LORD, our Lord, how excellent is Your name in all the earth, Who have set Your glory above the heavens!
Out of the mouth of babes and nursing infants You have ordained strength, because of Your enemies, that You may silence the enemy and the avenger.
When I consider Your heavens, the work of Your fingers, the moon and the stars, which You have ordained, what is man that You are mindful of him, and the son of man that You visit him? For You have made him a little lower than the angels, and You have crowned him with glory and honor.
You have made him to have dominion over the works of Your hands; You have put all things under his feet, all sheep and oxen - even the beasts of the field, the birds of the air, and the fish of the sea that pass through the paths of the seas.
O LORD, our Lord, how excellent is Your name in all the earth!" Psalm 8
The Trumpeter Swans stopped by this morning, beautiful and elegant birds. In the early 1900's they were considered endangered. Biologists then said that only 69 trumpeter swans were known to exist in the wild. Back then it was not known that Alaska had these large, white birds too. People in the Lower 48 had been hunting them so extensively for their meat and feathers any further hunting of swans was prohibited.
In 1990 the census of this graceful bird indicated that over 13,000 trumpeters are in Alaska (80% of the world's population) and their numbers continue to increase. Today some of the increase decided to fly in and grace our lake view. I hurried down to bring them some of our bread.
One of them didn't take too kindly that I was close to her/his babies and began to hiss at me while walking out of the water - even with Chevy sitting right there. Now --- that is one brave parent!
The swans stop by here in early spring on their way up to the top of Alaska, which I call the North Slope regions of Alaska. They raise their young there and then while on their way back South they will stop by once more.
During the winter months they hang out along coastal waters from Cordova, Alaska to the Columbia River in Washington State. (Information is from Alaska Department of Fish and Game.)
Good bye Beautiful Swans! See you all again next spring, if God should tarry.