This beautiful record, on fine paper, is Crumley\'s homage to these noble creatures, but it is also an elegy, a love song to one swan whose silent tragedy he watched from one season to the next. \'A small mound on white feathers lies on a tussock of grass made grey by a Highland winter..
This beautiful record, on fine paper, is Crumley\'s homage to these noble creatures, but it is also an elegy, a love song to one swan whose silent tragedy he watched from one season to the next