Swans by Lough Meelagh.

What is it about Swans that we find so appealing? Their noble air and graceful movement enchant us.

To the Druids the Swan was said to represent the soul. It is said that they performed their rituals standing under an Oak tree clothed in a pure white cloak…the cloak being made from the skin and feathers of Swans. Their whiteness symbolising purity and perfection.

Swans are said to mate for life and there is an old superstition that if you sow a Swan’s feather into your husband’s pillow it will ensure fidelity.

“It doesn’t matter if you’re born in a duck yard, so long as you are hatched from a Swan’s egg.” Hans Christian Anderson.

Tags: druids, feather, Lough Meelagh, superstition, Swans

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14 Responses to “Swans by Lough Meelagh.”

Dave March 9, 2014 at 6:59 pm #

Beautiful!

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cathsveggies1 March 9, 2014 at 7:48 pm #

I have a real love of swans…we had a pair on the river at the end of our garden when I was growing up and they would come when we called them to feed, when they had cygnets they brought them up for us to see them. Such majestic creatures!!

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Anne Wilson March 10, 2014 at 12:57 am #

Beautiful creatures and lovely photos.

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wspines March 10, 2014 at 2:53 pm #

Thank you for sharing the beautiful pictures. I do love swans and don’t see them enough here in the states.

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KerryCan March 10, 2014 at 3:47 pm #

I love the folklore about swans! And your photos are great to see–such lovely creatures.

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hocuspocus13 March 10, 2014 at 8:56 pm #

Reblogged this on hocuspocus13.

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- bridget March 10, 2014 at 10:13 pm #
  
  Thanks for reblog!
  
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  - hocuspocus13 March 13, 2014 at 4:55 pm #
    
    your welcome
Morgan March 10, 2014 at 9:03 pm #

Loveliest of Creatures 🙂

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greyzoned/angelsbark March 11, 2014 at 1:38 am #

beautiful!

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tabithadial March 11, 2014 at 2:19 am #

Reblogged this on Tarot and Tea Leaf Readings and commented:
What a nice image. I believe swans are on my family crest.

What birds are on your crest, or part of your soul, your dreams?

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Thanks for the read.

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- bridget March 11, 2014 at 10:07 pm #
  
  Thanks for reblog Tabitha!
  
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  - tabithadial March 12, 2014 at 6:01 pm #
    
    Of course. Thanks for following me.
    Enjoy your day.
lifelifedeathdeath March 12, 2014 at 5:49 am #

Oh! I do love swans.

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