Wednesday night swan

Wednesday night was the perfect weather night, clear sky, temperaturas agradables, and a bright, full moon. Empanadas cooking in the oven, a nice bottle of Washington State cabernet in the decanter for several hours, two empty wine glasses, and a desire to see if any buckeyes had fallen from the tree (neither in the water, nor in the belly of a squirrel) suitable for harvest.





So we headed to the seawall, decanter and glasses in hand.



Please note the freshly harvested buckeye and the swan food on the bistro table. The Quilceda Creek was really good.



The swan showed up unexpectedly. Dorothea hurried upstairs for some bird food. The swan was okay with the bread, but didn't seem overly excited; probably gets better stuff from others on the lake. It was fun to see the bird up close, and it only hissed loudly once!

We had such an enjoyable time that we kind of ignored the empanadas (lamb, pork, beef, potatoes, jalapeños, sebollas packed in a crust, with pork stock gravy) and the bottoms got a bit crispy. And, unfortunately, the wine was so good by the sea wall that there really wasn't a whole bunch remaining for the dinner. It still worked, though.