A WALK NOT PLANNED BUT GLAD I DID THE MIST HANGING IN THE VALLEY FILTERING THE LIGHT I CAN HEAR A NOISE BUT NOT SURE FROM WHERE AS TWO SWANS SWOOP BY LOW AND FLYING THROUGH THE AIR THEY DISSAPEAR INTO THE MIST THE ONCE IN A LIFE TIME OPPORTUNITY NOT GAINED I WALK ON BY AND STEP INTO THE WONDERLAND I CAPTURE THE MOMENT AND MOVE ON.