Sunday on the river

The sun was out, the snow was fresh and there was no possible way that I was going to spend a day like this inside. It was off to the river I went, kind of sounds like something that I would have said and done and as a kid. But then habits are hard to break and I hope this is one habit that I never have to break.
But I was not alone this weekend, as I watch the swans. I had a Bald Eagle watching either me or the Swans or it could have been the Muskrats running around on the ice.